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 Greece and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Warsaw to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hashim,
Mo-Dettes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Green,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
The Buckinghams,
Desert Stars,
Harmonia,
The Busters,
Rosa Yemen,
Jerry's Kids,
Cecil Taylor,
Negative Approach,
Robert Hood,
The Gun Club,
The Fugs,
Robert Görl,
Scrapy,
Boredoms,
Magma,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Lydon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Saccharine Trust,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Young Rascals,
A Flock of Seagulls,
kango's stein massive,
Ultimate Spinach,
Brand Nubian,
Scion,
The Associates,
Idris Muhammad,
Girls At Our Best!,
Carl Craig,
Newcleus,
Cameo,
Cal Tjader,
Tres Demented,
Radiopuhelimet,
Yaz,
Tomorrow,
Unwound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nik Kershaw,
Aloha Tigers,
Sex Pistols,
Japan,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Flipper,
Tropical Tobacco,
Con Funk Shun,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.