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 El Salvador and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Niagra to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Wasted Youth,
UT,
The Gladiators,
Harmonia,
Soft Machine,
Clear Light,
Talk Talk,
Yazoo,
Echospace,
The Black Dice,
Spandau Ballet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
Godley & Creme,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Birthday Party,
R.M.O.,
Radiohead,
Alton Ellis,
The Seeds,
The Fugs,
David Axelrod,
Pantaleimon,
Con Funk Shun,
Scott Walker,
Infiniti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nico,
Brass Construction,
Letta Mbulu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Bourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mr. Review,
Hardrive,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
FM Einheit,
Pet Shop Boys,
10cc,
Excepter,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Neon Judgement,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-102,
Pole,
Mantronix,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Sherman,
The Standells,
Lightning Bolt,
Model 500,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sparks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.