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 Macedonia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Public Enemy to the rock 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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Bobby Byrd,
Severed Heads,
Bill Wells,
The Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Monochrome Set,
the Swans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ultravox,
Brand Nubian,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ituana,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Quadrant,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Toni Rubio,
X-102,
Trumans Water,
Magazine,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kas Product,
Duran Duran,
Eurythmics,
Banda Bassotti,
Ossler,
Amazonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Fugazi,
The Durutti Column,
ABC,
Junior Murvin,
Main Source,
Roxette,
Adolescents,
World's Most,
Sparks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dave Gahan,
The Music Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Infiniti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
Darondo,
The Martian,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Interpol,
T. Rex,
Drexciya,
Outsiders,
Kayak,
Albert Ayler,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.