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 Cyprus and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 New Order to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Lalann,
Mars,
Soulsonic Force,
Icehouse,
Animal Collective,
Godley & Creme,
Tomorrow,
Black Sheep,
Unwound,
Eve St. Jones,
Marvin Gaye,
The Busters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wings,
Magazine,
Eli Mardock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Massinfluence,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hashim,
Bluetip,
Ice-T,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arab on Radar,
Radiopuhelimet,
New Order,
Pagans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Chris Corsano,
Adolescents,
Boz Scaggs,
Von Mondo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wolf Eyes,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Happenings,
Popol Vuh,
Organ,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Moon,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Residents,
Basic Channel,
Symarip,
Guru Guru,
Donny Hathaway,
Cameo,
The Toasters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Searchers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Wake,
Duran Duran,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cybotron,
Eden Ahbez,
Fat Boys,
Japan,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.