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 Barbados and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Schoolly D to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
John Cale,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Outsiders,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nils Olav,
Morten Harket,
The Seeds,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Soft Cell,
Procol Harum,
Joe Finger,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Flipper,
The Smoke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Second Layer,
The Residents,
The Victims,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Liliput,
Dual Sessions,
The Monks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Birthday Party,
Surgeon,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vladislav Delay,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare,
Angry Samoans,
Donny Hathaway,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerrie Biddell,
Metal Thangz,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soft Cell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
LL Cool J,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Chris Corsano,
Juan Atkins,
Funkadelic,
Steve Hackett,
Lalann,
The Sonics,
Mad Mike,
The Velvet Underground,
Grauzone,
Fear,
Brothers Johnson,
The Leaves,
Unwound,
Bad Manners,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.