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 Thailand and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nas to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Thompson Twins,
Animal Collective,
Trumans Water,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Country Teasers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Clear Light,
Brass Construction,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Darondo,
Soul II Soul,
Audionom,
Roy Ayers,
Oneida,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tropical Tobacco,
Funkadelic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Spandau Ballet,
Toni Rubio,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dead C,
E-Dancer,
The Angels of Light,
Ten City,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sandy B,
The Slackers,
The American Breed,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fear,
Judy Mowatt,
Glenn Branca,
The Beau Brummels,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
David Bowie,
Grey Daturas,
Heaven 17,
Pagans,
Altered Images,
Vladislav Delay,
New York Dolls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masters at Work,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Iggy Pop,
Black Bananas,
Terry Callier,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bill Near,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maurizio,
Alton Ellis,
Visage,
Hoover,
Minnie Riperton,
Sight & Sound,
Negative Approach,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.