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 Congo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 Au Pairs to the electroclash 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Bobby Womack,
Byron Stingily,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pole,
Neil Young,
Crispy Ambulance,
MDC,
Hardrive,
Nico,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vladislav Delay,
The Remains,
Schoolly D,
Sex Pistols,
Tubeway Army,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Görl,
China Crisis,
Peter and Kerry,
Youth Brigade,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minutemen,
The Evens,
Babytalk,
John Holt,
The Moleskins,
Sister Nancy,
June of 44,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dark Day,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Depeche Mode,
Matthew Bourne,
Essential Logic,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Count Five,
Pulsallama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
Marine Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Jacques Brel,
the Sonics,
Radiohead,
Camberwell Now,
Outsiders,
cv313,
Johnny Clarke,
Sonic Youth,
Saccharine Trust,
Vainqueur,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kaleidoscope,
The Walker Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.