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 Mongolia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 808 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 The Blues Magoos to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Sun Ra,
Sam Rivers,
The Real Kids,
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Motorama,
The Flesh Eaters,
FM Einheit,
Quando Quango,
Sound Behaviour,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hot Snakes,
Infiniti,
Robert Görl,
Chris Corsano,
Los Fastidios,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Delta 5,
Terry Callier,
Skarface,
Barrington Levy,
World's Most,
Funkadelic,
Sugar Minott,
Urselle,
Mo-Dettes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Visage,
Little Man,
The Skatalites,
Newcleus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Susan Cadogan,
Wire,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lucky Dragons,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cheater Slicks,
Tubeway Army,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
Bad Manners,
Adolescents,
Silicon Teens,
Al Stewart,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Faraquet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Boogie Down Productions,
U.S. Maple,
cv313,
Crispian St. Peters,
Archie Shepp,
The Happenings,
Nick Fraelich,
Morten Harket,
Rod Modell,
Soul II Soul,
Sarah Menescal,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.