Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Eritrea and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Ituana to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Japan. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Eric Dolphy,
Alice Coltrane,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Interpol,
Freddie Wadling,
Bush Tetras,
Sugar Minott,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Spandau Ballet,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camberwell Now,
Ronnie Foster,
The American Breed,
Pere Ubu,
Tim Buckley,
Rekid,
Barry Ungar,
Alison Limerick,
Young Marble Giants,
Audionom,
Sex Pistols,
Zero Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ten City,
Adolescents,
The Mummies,
The Martian,
Archie Shepp,
K-Klass,
Amon Düül,
Sexual Harrassment,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
The Blackbyrds,
These Immortal Souls,
CMW,
The Dirtbombs,
Newcleus,
Panda Bear,
Tommy Roe,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Christie,
Chris Corsano,
Negative Approach,
Tres Demented,
The Seeds,
June of 44,
Don Cherry,
Oblivians,
kango's stein massive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DJ Style,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
David Axelrod,
Prince Buster,
Deadbeat,
L. Decosne,
James White and The Blacks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.