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 Cape Verde and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Harpers Bizarre to the crunk 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Mars,
The United States of America,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arthur Verocai,
Sugar Minott,
R.M.O.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Monks,
Mark Hollis,
Banda Bassotti,
Henry Cow,
DJ Sneak,
The Human League,
Schoolly D,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Halsall,
Au Pairs,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
June Days,
Sam Rivers,
Livin' Joy,
Stiv Bators,
The Motions,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
LL Cool J,
Fad Gadget,
The Fall,
Unrelated Segments,
Rakim,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers,
Infiniti,
Swans,
The Dead C,
The Modern Lovers,
Boredoms,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Swans,
T. Rex,
Alphaville,
Lower 48,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The New Christs,
Traffic Nightmare,
The J.B.'s,
B.T. Express,
Fugazi,
Masters at Work,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.