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 Qatar and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
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 oboe 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 Tomorrow to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Lou Reed,
the Normal,
Jacques Brel,
The Moody Blues,
Rapeman,
10cc,
Nico,
These Immortal Souls,
Dark Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
Magazine,
Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABC,
Archie Shepp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Green,
Gil Scott Heron,
Parry Music,
Jacob Miller,
Minutemen,
Cybotron,
The Angels of Light,
Freddie Wadling,
Groovy Waters,
The Gap Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Blackbyrds,
The Beau Brummels,
Infiniti,
The Sonics,
This Heat,
Niagra,
Sex Pistols,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Black Sheep,
OOIOO,
Black Pus,
Gerry Rafferty,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
Wings,
The Fall,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Trumans Water,
UT,
Public Enemy,
Dennis Brown,
Toni Rubio,
The Real Kids,
Tropical Tobacco,
Guru Guru,
Grey Daturas,
Stetsasonic,
Bush Tetras,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.