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 Togo and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Camberwell Now to the crunk 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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Grauzone,
Althea and Donna,
Nas,
Technova,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ultra Naté,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxy Music,
ABBA,
a-ha,
Thompson Twins,
Anthony Braxton,
Suburban Knight,
Skarface,
Deepchord,
The Seeds,
Fugazi,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül II,
cv313,
John Coltrane,
The Fuzztones,
Neu!,
Half Japanese,
Index,
Trumans Water,
The Cure,
The Human League,
F. McDonald,
Ultravox,
Derrick Morgan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
In Retrospect,
the Bar-Kays,
The Martian,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Big Daddy Kane,
Make Up,
Model 500,
The Dirtbombs,
Todd Terry,
The Litter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Todd Rundgren,
Alton Ellis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Toni Rubio,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television Personalities,
Crime,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pagans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Inner City,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.