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 Lithuania and from London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Massinfluence to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Carl Craig,
Lalann,
Rotary Connection,
The Saints,
The Black Dice,
Vainqueur,
B.T. Express,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Smiths,
Flash Fearless,
The New Christs,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Buckinghams,
the Bar-Kays,
Black Sheep,
Eli Mardock,
Patti Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Idris Muhammad,
The Toasters,
The Wake,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Animal Collective,
The Stooges,
Hardrive,
Sun City Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sight & Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
DJ Sneak,
Max Romeo,
The Cowsills,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Make Up,
Pulsallama,
Ossler,
Simply Red,
Jeff Lynne,
Eurythmics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Slits,
Bronski Beat,
Byron Stingily,
The Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultravox,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gun Club,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fugazi,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.