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 Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Grandmaster Flash to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum 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 organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Maurizio,
Chrome,
Section 25,
Jeru the Damaja,
Duran Duran,
The Divine Comedy,
X-Ray Spex,
a-ha,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Second Layer,
Avey Tare,
Television Personalities,
Adolescents,
Surgeon,
Pussy Galore,
Brothers Johnson,
Mr. Review,
Wasted Youth,
Mantronix,
The Names,
Barbara Tucker,
PIL,
The Gun Club,
The Index,
Rapeman,
The Selecter,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bronski Beat,
Joy Division,
Eli Mardock,
Wings,
DNA,
Franke,
ABBA,
H. Thieme,
The Cure,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joyce Sims,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dawn Penn,
Stockholm Monsters,
Clear Light,
The Move,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
Rites of Spring,
The Alarm Clocks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Lydon,
The Neon Judgement,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aswad,
The Raincoats,
the Swans,
Black Moon,
Jeff Mills,
Boz Scaggs,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.