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 Moldova and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Massinfluence to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crispy Ambulance,
Danielle Patucci,
Camberwell Now,
Ponytail,
Girls At Our Best!,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott Heron,
Make Up,
Slick Rick,
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flipper,
Brothers Johnson,
Pantytec,
The Raincoats,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fortunes,
Gabor Szabo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Invisible,
the Human League,
Soul II Soul,
The Gap Band,
the Association,
The Misunderstood,
Duran Duran,
F. McDonald,
Peter and Kerry,
Minutemen,
ABBA,
the Germs,
The Monochrome Set,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Music Machine,
the Sonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Max Romeo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Talk Talk,
Television,
Jerry's Kids,
Rekid,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flash Fearless,
Bill Near,
Half Japanese,
Harry Pussy,
Joy Division,
Interpol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sunsets and Hearts,
8 Eyed Spy,
Siglo XX,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Supertramp,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.