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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang of Four,
Alton Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Erasure,
Jacques Brel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lucky Dragons,
Funkadelic,
Ludus,
Junior Murvin,
Rufus Thomas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brothers Johnson,
Aloha Tigers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yaz,
Mission of Burma,
Quando Quango,
Con Funk Shun,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Charles Mingus,
The Gories,
Oblivians,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mad Mike,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Mummies,
F. McDonald,
Brass Construction,
cv313,
Make Up,
L. Decosne,
The Barracudas,
La Düsseldorf,
Stiv Bators,
Sun City Girls,
Public Enemy,
K-Klass,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Intrusion,
Organ,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lindisfarne,
Accadde A,
The Stooges,
Simply Red,
Fear,
Peter and Kerry,
The Vogues,
The Five Americans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Darondo,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.