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 Moldova and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Drive Like Jehu to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
John Lydon,
Ornette Coleman,
Minor Threat,
Nas,
Lower 48,
Thee Headcoats,
Depeche Mode,
La Düsseldorf,
James Chance & The Contortions,
48th St. Collective,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tom Boy,
Carl Craig,
Franke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quantec,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Real Kids,
Stereo Dub,
the Swans,
Gang Gang Dance,
FM Einheit,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tears for Fears,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter and Kerry,
Khruangbin,
The Knickerbockers,
Cameo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Five Americans,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Bananas,
Man Parrish,
Neu!,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Byrd,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Gladiators,
Blake Baxter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nico,
Soft Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Bob Dylan,
Rotary Connection,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Modern Lovers,
Slave,
The Neon Judgement,
Tropical Tobacco,
Tim Buckley,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Roxy Music,
Animal Collective,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.