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 Latvia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Althea and Donna to the funk 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 Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
Banda Bassotti,
The Skatalites,
Soulsonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aloha Tigers,
Pierre Henry,
The Happenings,
KRS-One,
Zapp,
Althea and Donna,
Motorama,
The Fuzztones,
Television Personalities,
Negative Approach,
Arthur Verocai,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joe Finger,
Barrington Levy,
Wally Richardson,
The Kinks,
Marine Girls,
The Stooges,
Interpol,
Boredoms,
UT,
Kaleidoscope,
The Blackbyrds,
Public Enemy,
The Busters,
Mars,
Royal Trux,
Gang Green,
Brothers Johnson,
Schoolly D,
the Swans,
Scott Walker,
Derrick Morgan,
Tom Boy,
Spoonie Gee,
Essential Logic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hot Snakes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brick,
PIL,
Ludus,
Dave Gahan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scrapy,
Dawn Penn,
Ice-T,
The Cramps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.