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 Denmark and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Stereo Dub to the rap 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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?
Shoche,
Organ,
Johnny Clarke,
Deadbeat,
The Remains,
Dark Day,
Alton Ellis,
The Red Krayola,
The Black Dice,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aural Exciters,
Radio Birdman,
Sixth Finger,
the Normal,
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül,
Tom Boy,
Eddi Front,
Yellowson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pylon,
Anakelly,
Man Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
Danielle Patucci,
Maleditus Sound,
Mantronix,
Slick Rick,
The Selecter,
Visage,
Unwound,
Iggy Pop,
FM Einheit,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Moleskins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Flag,
Scan 7,
The Motions,
Royal Trux,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fall,
Subhumans,
Swell Maps,
Mr. Review,
Grey Daturas,
The Martian,
Dennis Brown,
Rotary Connection,
Fad Gadget,
Rufus Thomas,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Birthday Party,
KRS-One,
K-Klass,
Goldenarms,
Nas,
The Beau Brummels,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.