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 Burkina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fortunes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang Starr,
Ossler,
Maurizio,
The Human League,
Yazoo,
Scientists,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jacques Brel,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Steve Hackett,
Moss Icon,
Yaz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kayak,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Remains,
The New Christs,
Sarah Menescal,
Basic Channel,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Pus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gerry Rafferty,
Black Sheep,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barrington Levy,
Danielle Patucci,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Thee Headcoats,
Sandy B,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Associates,
Kas Product,
Johnny Clarke,
Tommy Roe,
Avey Tare,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dirtbombs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ponytail,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythm & Sound,
Average White Band,
The Buckinghams,
Au Pairs,
ABC,
Soft Machine,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ralphi Rosario,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pussy Galore,
Faraquet,
Grey Daturas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fatback Band,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.