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 Colombia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Slick Rick 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Alison Limerick,
The Evens,
John Lydon,
Model 500,
Donald Byrd,
Danielle Patucci,
New Age Steppers,
Bauhaus,
In Retrospect,
Barrington Levy,
The Vogues,
New York Dolls,
The Wake,
T.S.O.L.,
The Raincoats,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soul II Soul,
Index,
Dual Sessions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Livin' Joy,
The Doors,
Roxy Music,
Rapeman,
The Offenders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Howard Jones,
Vainqueur,
ABBA,
Althea and Donna,
Gong,
The Gladiators,
The Sonics,
Hardrive,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cymande,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Toasters,
Minny Pops,
Ice-T,
Joe Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fela Kuti,
Fad Gadget,
Scan 7,
Icehouse,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Subhumans,
Sun Ra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fat Boys,
Aswad,
Godley & Creme,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.