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 Comoros and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Morten Harket to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Make Up,
Bluetip,
The Remains,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Negative Approach,
Slick Rick,
Cybotron,
10cc,
Cal Tjader,
Dennis Brown,
Gichy Dan,
Kaleidoscope,
Ultimate Spinach,
Supertramp,
The Red Krayola,
Rapeman,
Arcadia,
cv313,
Todd Terry,
Second Layer,
Fluxion,
Stereo Dub,
Hoover,
The Five Americans,
Pole,
DJ Sneak,
The Slits,
The Black Dice,
Deadbeat,
MC5,
Bobby Byrd,
Oneida,
Guru Guru,
Procol Harum,
Easy Going,
Minor Threat,
Babytalk,
Television,
The Saints,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Enemy,
Maleditus Sound,
the Soft Cell,
The Gories,
Skriet,
Stetsasonic,
Crash Course in Science,
Funky Four + One,
Mission of Burma,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sandy B,
Pantytec,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bob Dylan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Visage,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.