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 Slovakia and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Average White Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Duran Duran,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Grass Roots,
the Slits,
Pole,
U.S. Maple,
Dave Gahan,
CMW,
Minutemen,
Bang On A Can,
Radiohead,
The Searchers,
K-Klass,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Doors,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Prince Buster,
Half Japanese,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare,
Tim Buckley,
Circle Jerks,
Pylon,
Ossler,
Talk Talk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacques Brel,
Idris Muhammad,
The Blackbyrds,
Nas,
Simply Red,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Surgeon,
The Sound,
Camouflage,
Roger Hodgson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Misunderstood,
Loose Ends,
Aaron Thompson,
Trumans Water,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jacob Miller,
a-ha,
Zapp,
The Gories,
Wings,
Warsaw,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Livin' Joy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fluxion,
Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Sheep,
Eric Copeland,
KRS-One,
Kaleidoscope,
Johnny Clarke,
The Flesh Eaters,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.