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 Grenada and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Evens to the crunk 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fuzztones,
Dark Day,
Donald Byrd,
Bluetip,
Kool Moe Dee,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
UT,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Basic Channel,
Alison Limerick,
The Saints,
Icehouse,
Kurtis Blow,
Franke,
The Knickerbockers,
Eddi Front,
The Monochrome Set,
Glenn Branca,
Television,
Infiniti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Suburban Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Guru Guru,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Trojans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sixth Finger,
Funky Four + One,
X-102,
Audionom,
John Cale,
The New Christs,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobby Byrd,
Little Man,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mad Mike,
Hoover,
Eve St. Jones,
Cal Tjader,
Warren Ellis,
Derrick Morgan,
Trumans Water,
The Fall,
The Litter,
Wally Richardson,
AZ,
Urselle,
Ludus,
Ten City,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Reagan Youth,
Rekid,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.