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 Pakistan and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ralphi Rosario to the electroclash 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Barbara Tucker,
Grandmaster Flash,
Depeche Mode,
The J.B.'s,
Shuggie Otis,
A Certain Ratio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Silicon Teens,
Gerry Rafferty,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Electric Prunes,
Crispian St. Peters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kenny Larkin,
Byron Stingily,
Black Bananas,
the Swans,
Rekid,
Monks,
Agitation Free,
Reuben Wilson,
Deadbeat,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Can,
Junior Murvin,
Erykah Badu,
Joy Division,
Nils Olav,
Arcadia,
Eric Copeland,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Bowie,
Tres Demented,
The Cure,
U.S. Maple,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Jacob Miller,
Liliput,
Joey Negro,
MDC,
Funkadelic,
X-102,
PIL,
Country Joe & The Fish,
R.M.O.,
The Fall,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Slave,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Chris Corsano,
CMW,
Tom Boy,
Little Man,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.