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 Norway and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Birthday Party to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Panda Bear,
Bronski Beat,
The Associates,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grauzone,
Model 500,
The Pretty Things,
Tropical Tobacco,
Johnny Osbourne,
Connie Case,
Anakelly,
Sight & Sound,
Mars,
The Index,
Derrick May,
Magazine,
Motorama,
Monks,
a-ha,
Parry Music,
The Trojans,
DNA,
LL Cool J,
Minutemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Smooth,
Gabor Szabo,
Barrington Levy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Selecter,
the Swans,
Sex Pistols,
The Stooges,
Scratch Acid,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tom Boy,
Hot Snakes,
Nation of Ulysses,
Negative Approach,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Sneak,
The Young Rascals,
Throbbing Gristle,
Banda Bassotti,
Howard Jones,
10cc,
Freddie Wadling,
Pussy Galore,
Marvin Gaye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
E-Dancer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.