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 Czech Republic and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 A Certain Ratio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Desert Stars,
Gang Starr,
Basic Channel,
The American Breed,
Duran Duran,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Skarface,
Adolescents,
The Velvet Underground,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fuzztones,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fall,
Fela Kuti,
Robert Hood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Barrington Levy,
The Residents,
The Fortunes,
Audionom,
Infiniti,
Oblivians,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Young Rascals,
The Doors,
Fluxion,
Black Sheep,
the Association,
John Holt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Metal Thangz,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ice-T,
Public Image Ltd.,
Chris & Cosey,
Morten Harket,
Lungfish,
The Kinks,
Whodini,
Pole,
Crime,
Roger Hodgson,
The Electric Prunes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Heaven 17,
Man Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Warsaw,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ponytail,
Cymande,
Buzzcocks,
The Sonics,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.