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 Sierra Leone and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fad Gadget to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight 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?
Letta Mbulu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Cramps,
Skriet,
Ituana,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra,
Vainqueur,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Associates,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Half Japanese,
Ken Boothe,
Harmonia,
Technova,
Godley & Creme,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ponytail,
Grey Daturas,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kas Product,
Hashim,
Lindisfarne,
Joy Division,
8 Eyed Spy,
Smog,
The Blackbyrds,
Popol Vuh,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Suburban Knight,
Aswad,
Graham Central Station,
Glambeats Corp.,
Faraquet,
Sugar Minott,
The Fall,
Youth Brigade,
L. Decosne,
Brick,
Kurtis Blow,
Dennis Brown,
Hoover,
Scrapy,
Surgeon,
Section 25,
Sam Rivers,
ABBA,
the Germs,
Sister Nancy,
The Grass Roots,
Susan Cadogan,
Man Parrish,
Funky Four + One,
Idris Muhammad,
Neu!,
Derrick Morgan,
T. Rex,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.