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 New Zealand and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Arab on Radar to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Pantytec,
Lalann,
the Association,
Clear Light,
Man Parrish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Absolute Body Control,
Fad Gadget,
Vainqueur,
Lindisfarne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Raincoats,
Roy Ayers,
Pagans,
Aaron Thompson,
Angry Samoans,
The Gories,
MDC,
E-Dancer,
the Fania All-Stars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pantaleimon,
Liliput,
The Saints,
Section 25,
The Shadows of Knight,
Big Daddy Kane,
Malaria!,
Niagra,
Robert Hood,
Mandrill,
Goldenarms,
Blake Baxter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mantronix,
Marvin Gaye,
Crash Course in Science,
Andrew Hill,
Masters at Work,
Rekid,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Au Pairs,
Sonny Sharrock,
EPMD,
Quadrant,
Rites of Spring,
Excepter,
Cameo,
Oblivians,
Gregory Isaacs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Black Sheep,
The Red Krayola,
Agent Orange,
Basic Channel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.