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 Bulgaria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Misunderstood to the crunk 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dark Day,
The Vogues,
Derrick May,
The Blackbyrds,
Audionom,
The Cure,
Suicide,
The Sonics,
Make Up,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül,
Black Moon,
Sugar Minott,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Skatalites,
The Pretty Things,
Roger Hodgson,
Swans,
Jeff Mills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mars,
X-101,
Bobby Byrd,
Lindisfarne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Mantronix,
Gang Starr,
T.S.O.L.,
Echospace,
cv313,
The Young Rascals,
Pagans,
The Kinks,
Jimmy McGriff,
One Last Wish,
Arthur Verocai,
Schoolly D,
Sarah Menescal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
John Foxx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
The Doors,
The Stooges,
The Gun Club,
Fat Boys,
This Heat,
Ornette Coleman,
Howard Jones,
Don Cherry,
The Residents,
Funky Four + One,
The Cowsills,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Gories,
The Invisible,
Moebius,
Underground Resistance,
Janne Schatter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sonny Sharrock,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.