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 Bahamas and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Names to the rap 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Grass Roots,
H. Thieme,
Sonny Sharrock,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DJ Style,
Marmalade,
Black Pus,
X-102,
ABC,
the Normal,
Sugar Minott,
KRS-One,
Pylon,
Public Image Ltd.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Easy Going,
the Bar-Kays,
Shuggie Otis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fear,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy Collins,
Motorama,
The Toasters,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Hill,
Goldenarms,
The Litter,
B.T. Express,
The Index,
Sexual Harrassment,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rakim,
John Foxx,
Massinfluence,
Arcadia,
Sixth Finger,
Radio Birdman,
Henry Cow,
The Monks,
Swans,
Bobby Sherman,
The Remains,
Roxy Music,
Wire,
The Dirtbombs,
Oneida,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Germs,
The Black Dice,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Red Krayola,
Josef K,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Smoke,
Negative Approach,
Soft Cell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scratch Acid,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.