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 Nicaragua and from Edmonton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 PIL to the techno 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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mission of Burma,
Fatback Band,
Tubeway Army,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra,
Guru Guru,
Peter & Gordon,
Minny Pops,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Order,
Aaron Thompson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
L. Decosne,
Theoretical Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Happenings,
Jeff Lynne,
X-Ray Spex,
Scion,
New Age Steppers,
Q65,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soul Sonic Force,
A Certain Ratio,
John Cale,
Maleditus Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
Fad Gadget,
Ossler,
Laurel Aitken,
Janne Schatter,
Gabor Szabo,
Delta 5,
Todd Terry,
Newcleus,
The Knickerbockers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Agent Orange,
Neu!,
Cybotron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
T.S.O.L.,
The Index,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eden Ahbez,
Goldenarms,
Drexciya,
The Gories,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nico,
Amon Düül II,
Electric Prunes,
The Vogues,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.