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 Guinea and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Zero Boys to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scan 7,
Japan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Trojans,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Index,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eli Mardock,
David Bowie,
The Misunderstood,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Harmonia,
Pet Shop Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sarah Menescal,
Babytalk,
Accadde A,
Erykah Badu,
Pussy Galore,
LL Cool J,
Nico,
Lungfish,
Banda Bassotti,
Mantronix,
The Knickerbockers,
Grauzone,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scientists,
Man Parrish,
The Leaves,
Ronan,
Underground Resistance,
Dual Sessions,
Bluetip,
Brick,
Can,
Newcleus,
Reagan Youth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Boredoms,
Monks,
The Monks,
The Searchers,
Bill Near,
Sun City Girls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Y Pants,
The Walker Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Kinks,
Blossom Toes,
John Foxx,
Maleditus Sound,
June Days,
Mad Mike,
Tears for Fears,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Monolake,
U.S. Maple,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.