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 Greece and from New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Von Mondo to the crunk 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Underground Resistance,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Birthday Party,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soul II Soul,
Crooked Eye,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Christie,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Seeds,
Joy Division,
Negative Approach,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pole,
Oneida,
The Human League,
Brand Nubian,
Roxy Music,
Yaz,
Peter and Kerry,
The Last Poets,
Scan 7,
Alphaville,
X-101,
Andrew Hill,
The Grass Roots,
cv313,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
LL Cool J,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Görl,
The Modern Lovers,
Jacques Brel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fugs,
Drexciya,
Lakeside,
Vladislav Delay,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Piero Umiliani,
The Real Kids,
Judy Mowatt,
Ituana,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ludus,
Index,
Toni Rubio,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lalann,
Dual Sessions,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.