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 Russia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Davy DMX to the rap 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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
The Residents,
The Music Machine,
Make Up,
CMW,
Siglo XX,
Ice-T,
Skarface,
Hashim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Man Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Sheep,
Bauhaus,
The Cure,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Erasure,
The Martian,
The Moody Blues,
Angry Samoans,
These Immortal Souls,
Main Source,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Mills,
The Slits,
Gang of Four,
Roy Ayers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Evens,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Mojo Men,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Hood,
Yellowson,
New Order,
Joey Negro,
Suicide,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oneida,
The Happenings,
Marshall Jefferson,
Outsiders,
Josef K,
Cecil Taylor,
June Days,
FM Einheit,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oblivians,
The Star Department,
Au Pairs,
Spoonie Gee,
Tomorrow,
Ronnie Foster,
Stetsasonic,
Aloha Tigers,
Index,
The Knickerbockers,
Nils Olav,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.