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 Saudi Arabia and from Houston.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joy Division to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Halsall,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Television,
One Last Wish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Radio Birdman,
The Fire Engines,
Circle Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Green,
Davy DMX,
Fat Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bang On A Can,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hashim,
The Count Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alice Coltrane,
The Moody Blues,
Peter and Kerry,
Soulsonic Force,
Mantronix,
Outsiders,
John Lydon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Reuben Wilson,
Deadbeat,
The Associates,
David Axelrod,
Bronski Beat,
The Neon Judgement,
Rakim,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash,
MC5,
Little Man,
Dorothy Ashby,
Brand Nubian,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bootsy Collins,
Bad Manners,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moleskins,
Section 25,
The Standells,
June of 44,
Nico,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.