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 Australia and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar 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 Camberwell Now to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
Dorothy Ashby,
Neu!,
Juan Atkins,
The Angels of Light,
The Shadows of Knight,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eddi Front,
Bill Wells,
Michelle Simonal,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Inner City,
Black Pus,
Duran Duran,
Todd Terry,
Neil Young,
The Pretty Things,
PIL,
UT,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Misunderstood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fugazi,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rakim,
The New Christs,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Five Americans,
Charles Mingus,
Bauhaus,
cv313,
Roy Ayers,
Black Bananas,
China Crisis,
Angry Samoans,
The Dead C,
Ken Boothe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-101,
John Coltrane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tubeway Army,
The Gun Club,
Warren Ellis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quantec,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Sonics,
The Monks,
Wire,
Zero Boys,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Happenings,
Carl Craig,
Crime,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.