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 Algeria and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro 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 Boz Scaggs to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker,
Shoche,
E-Dancer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moody Blues,
The Angels of Light,
The Modern Lovers,
The Count Five,
Ponytail,
Porter Ricks,
Roxette,
Cheater Slicks,
The Young Rascals,
Bad Manners,
Deadbeat,
The Knickerbockers,
Clear Light,
David McCallum,
Cal Tjader,
Second Layer,
Angry Samoans,
Sonic Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kayak,
Model 500,
Connie Case,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Banda Bassotti,
The Birthday Party,
Minny Pops,
The Music Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Magma,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Popol Vuh,
Davy DMX,
X-101,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smiths,
Cymande,
Joe Finger,
The Gun Club,
Guru Guru,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amazonics,
Mark Hollis,
The Walker Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Colin Newman,
Smog,
Sarah Menescal,
Reuben Wilson,
June of 44,
Lou Reed,
Kurtis Blow,
Steve Hackett,
the Slits,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.