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 Malaysia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Slave to the rock 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skarface,
Moebius,
Country Teasers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Donald Byrd,
Skriet,
The Monks,
Eurythmics,
Kayak,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Pus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Brothers Johnson,
Sun City Girls,
E-Dancer,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
Magma,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Techniques,
Aloha Tigers,
The Red Krayola,
The Gladiators,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fire Engines,
Malaria!,
Faraquet,
Thompson Twins,
Oneida,
Joe Finger,
The Selecter,
Technova,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harpers Bizarre,
Laurel Aitken,
Bronski Beat,
Matthew Halsall,
FM Einheit,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maleditus Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
The Music Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fuzztones,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ossler,
One Last Wish,
Hoover,
The Monochrome Set,
Harmonia,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott Heron,
Erasure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Excepter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.