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 Suriname and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 EPMD to the rock 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Accadde A,
Erykah Badu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jimmy McGriff,
Livin' Joy,
Skaos,
David McCallum,
The Red Krayola,
Infiniti,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blackbyrds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Von Mondo,
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Golliwogs,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Residents,
Funky Four + One,
Intrusion,
The Toasters,
Yazoo,
Bobby Womack,
Public Enemy,
Ken Boothe,
Lucky Dragons,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gories,
Monks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Heaven 17,
The Fugs,
The Mojo Men,
Shoche,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Pop Group,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Frankie Knuckles,
Anakelly,
Camouflage,
Fatback Band,
Electric Prunes,
Colin Newman,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liliput,
E-Dancer,
Quantec,
Connie Case,
Barbara Tucker,
The Searchers,
Cymande,
John Cale,
Black Bananas,
Eddi Front,
Severed Heads,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.