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 Paraguay and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Althea and Donna to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Minor Threat,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
June Days,
Tim Buckley,
The Human League,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Donny Hathaway,
Blancmange,
Ultravox,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
The Motions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
The Modern Lovers,
Pylon,
Maurizio,
Johnny Clarke,
The Slackers,
Wolf Eyes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Soft Cell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Wake,
Alice Coltrane,
Motorama,
the Association,
Brand Nubian,
Gabor Szabo,
Albert Ayler,
Jeff Mills,
Barbara Tucker,
Scan 7,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joe Finger,
Can,
Sonic Youth,
Japan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Surgeon,
Amon Düül,
The Monochrome Set,
Rapeman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Human League,
Black Pus,
The Vogues,
New Order,
Bush Tetras,
Prince Buster,
Section 25,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Parry Music,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.