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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Normal to the dance 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Roger Hodgson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Arthur Verocai,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thee Headcoats,
John Cale,
Pylon,
Patti Smith,
The Real Kids,
Ronnie Foster,
Can,
These Immortal Souls,
Ponytail,
Danielle Patucci,
Easy Going,
Black Flag,
The Angels of Light,
Bauhaus,
Erasure,
Slave,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sällskapet,
The Toasters,
La Düsseldorf,
Inner City,
Talk Talk,
World's Most,
Jandek,
The Gories,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lucky Dragons,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cal Tjader,
The Modern Lovers,
This Heat,
Godley & Creme,
Agitation Free,
ABBA,
Skarface,
Sonic Youth,
Nils Olav,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jerry's Kids,
Todd Rundgren,
Jesper Dahlback,
Model 500,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
Maurizio,
Gregory Isaacs,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
The Five Americans,
Simply Red,
Junior Murvin,
Max Romeo,
The Velvet Underground,
CMW,
Sun Ra,
Eden Ahbez,
Vladislav Delay,
Desert Stars,
kango's stein massive,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.