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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar 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 8 Eyed Spy to the electroclash 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Eli Mardock,
Sunsets and Hearts,
One Last Wish,
Mo-Dettes,
Ronnie Foster,
Jacob Miller,
Television,
D'Angelo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maleditus Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grauzone,
Loose Ends,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Erykah Badu,
The Dirtbombs,
Leonard Cohen,
Hasil Adkins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yazoo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric B and Rakim,
Charles Mingus,
Gong,
Grandmaster Flash,
Index,
The Buckinghams,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
Scratch Acid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Darondo,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
Sällskapet,
Magma,
Fluxion,
The Slits,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun Ra,
Fatback Band,
T. Rex,
David Bowie,
Stereo Dub,
The Stooges,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fad Gadget,
The United States of America,
Public Enemy,
Cybotron,
Johnny Clarke,
ABC,
X-Ray Spex,
cv313,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cymande,
DNA,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.