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 Korea South and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Basic Channel to the dance 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Jawbox,
Cameo,
Public Enemy,
The Vogues,
Davy DMX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Interpol,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Last Poets,
The Dead C,
Bad Manners,
A Certain Ratio,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fela Kuti,
Lower 48,
Guru Guru,
Accadde A,
Maleditus Sound,
Jandek,
The Leaves,
The United States of America,
Derrick Morgan,
Roger Hodgson,
The New Christs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Skatalites,
Marvin Gaye,
Barbara Tucker,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slick Rick,
Talk Talk,
Ponytail,
Circle Jerks,
Sound Behaviour,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Sonics,
The Slackers,
Suburban Knight,
The Names,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Barracudas,
Rod Modell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cure,
Ronan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
Porter Ricks,
Lyres,
LL Cool J,
Supertramp,
Soul II Soul,
Can,
Delon & Dalcan,
Make Up,
The Gun Club,
D'Angelo,
Moebius,
Gregory Isaacs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.