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 Armenia and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Underground Resistance to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
Janne Schatter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Whodini,
Monolake,
Vainqueur,
The Gladiators,
Au Pairs,
Grey Daturas,
Accadde A,
Scratch Acid,
The Residents,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Golliwogs,
Pantaleimon,
Urselle,
The Flesh Eaters,
Connie Case,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Reagan Youth,
Bronski Beat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gichy Dan,
Wolf Eyes,
Soulsonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Charles Mingus,
Fluxion,
Boredoms,
OOIOO,
Fort Wilson Riot,
D'Angelo,
The Cramps,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-101,
The Cure,
Nils Olav,
Lalo Schifrin,
Delta 5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ohio Players,
DNA,
Joy Division,
Laurel Aitken,
Bill Near,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Mills,
David Bowie,
Saccharine Trust,
Sonic Youth,
The Fuzztones,
Minny Pops,
The Martian,
Cecil Taylor,
Skarface,
Essential Logic,
Carl Craig,
The Trojans,
Minnie Riperton,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth 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.