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 Australia and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bronski Beat,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mr. Review,
Severed Heads,
Arcadia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slave,
Shoche,
The Residents,
Gong,
Skriet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers,
Junior Murvin,
AZ,
Eric Copeland,
Basic Channel,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Dead C,
Nik Kershaw,
World's Most,
Connie Case,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harmonia,
Roxy Music,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Carl Craig,
Q65,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joy Division,
Derrick May,
Flipper,
Los Fastidios,
Absolute Body Control,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
In Retrospect,
Gregory Isaacs,
Oblivians,
U.S. Maple,
Public Enemy,
kango's stein massive,
Suicide,
Mission of Burma,
Angry Samoans,
the Human League,
The Leaves,
The Durutti Column,
Eric B and Rakim,
JFA,
Boz Scaggs,
Pussy Galore,
Chrome,
FM Einheit,
Youth Brigade,
The Birthday Party,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.