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 Marshall Islands and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Excepter,
Al Stewart,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Invisible,
Tom Boy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Y Pants,
The Electric Prunes,
Harmonia,
Byron Stingily,
Pantytec,
The Selecter,
Aural Exciters,
Skarface,
Bronski Beat,
The Cowsills,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swans,
Kas Product,
Eli Mardock,
Clear Light,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Bar-Kays,
Moss Icon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alton Ellis,
David Bowie,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dark Day,
Thompson Twins,
Soul II Soul,
The Pop Group,
The Trojans,
Ten City,
The Slackers,
Das Ding,
X-Ray Spex,
Bob Dylan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Junior Murvin,
Quantec,
Avey Tare,
Loose Ends,
Minny Pops,
Sam Rivers,
New York Dolls,
DJ Sneak,
The Victims,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Jacob Miller,
Scion,
Dorothy Ashby,
Marshall Jefferson,
Main Source,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.