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 Mozambique and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and London.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Groovy Waters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bauhaus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pole,
Hoover,
The Walker Brothers,
The Black Dice,
Leonard Cohen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Don Cherry,
The United States of America,
Animal Collective,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Fatback Band,
Q and Not U,
Gichy Dan,
The Modern Lovers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Hill,
Second Layer,
Bob Dylan,
Boogie Down Productions,
In Retrospect,
Fat Boys,
Intrusion,
Q65,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Dolphy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grauzone,
Eddi Front,
Joe Smooth,
Gang of Four,
Dave Gahan,
Ken Boothe,
Ornette Coleman,
Altered Images,
Gang Starr,
The Vogues,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Five Americans,
June Days,
Shoche,
Monolake,
Siglo XX,
Eric Copeland,
Ronnie Foster,
cv313,
Crash Course in Science,
Funkadelic,
Fear,
Mantronix,
The Saints,
The Standells,
Bronski Beat,
Pere Ubu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.