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 Italy and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Barracudas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Television Personalities,
Main Source,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Amon Düül,
Qualms,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shuggie Otis,
Eden Ahbez,
10cc,
Interpol,
Rapeman,
Rakim,
Delon & Dalcan,
PIL,
Lalann,
The Selecter,
Bluetip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moleskins,
Flipper,
Hoover,
John Lydon,
kango's stein massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pulsallama,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Babytalk,
The Slackers,
Pagans,
The Techniques,
Bill Near,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pierre Henry,
Siglo XX,
Todd Terry,
Altered Images,
L. Decosne,
World's Most,
The Litter,
Moss Icon,
The Walker Brothers,
Little Man,
Sonic Youth,
Unwound,
Crooked Eye,
Davy DMX,
EPMD,
Todd Rundgren,
Robert Hood,
Roger Hodgson,
Sex Pistols,
CMW,
Surgeon,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bizarre Inc.,
In Retrospect,
The Velvet Underground,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.