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 Australia and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 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 Fugazi to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
Cameo,
Toni Rubio,
Los Fastidios,
Jeru the Damaja,
Skaos,
Pagans,
Con Funk Shun,
Don Cherry,
Gang of Four,
Black Sheep,
Organ,
Gang Starr,
Funkadelic,
The Skatalites,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scan 7,
The Mojo Men,
Bizarre Inc.,
Funky Four + One,
The Fugs,
Joyce Sims,
Unrelated Segments,
Robert Görl,
The Associates,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fat Boys,
Kerri Chandler,
Aaron Thompson,
Moss Icon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jacques Brel,
Agitation Free,
Rakim,
Desert Stars,
Talk Talk,
Depeche Mode,
Agent Orange,
Make Up,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sound Behaviour,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Terry,
Fad Gadget,
Oneida,
Yellowson,
the Germs,
The Cure,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ludus,
Au Pairs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Young Marble Giants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.