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 Dominican Republic and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lindisfarne to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Bizarre Inc.,
Circle Jerks,
The Index,
These Immortal Souls,
Slick Rick,
Marcia Griffiths,
Patti Smith,
CMW,
Lou Reed,
Rekid,
the Association,
The Slackers,
Bad Manners,
Whodini,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nas,
The United States of America,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Last Poets,
Silicon Teens,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Althea and Donna,
Fat Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul II Soul,
Ohio Players,
Severed Heads,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Görl,
The Mojo Men,
Hot Snakes,
Stereo Dub,
Ronan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nick Fraelich,
Terrestrial Tones,
Josef K,
MC5,
H. Thieme,
Can,
Khruangbin,
Metal Thangz,
Tomorrow,
The Trojans,
Nirvana,
Peter and Kerry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Procol Harum,
Deepchord,
the Normal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Human League,
Crispian St. Peters,
Camberwell Now,
Derrick May,
Morten Harket,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.