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 St Lucia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Half Japanese to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Litter,
Dennis Brown,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Silicon Teens,
Symarip,
The Music Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Oblivians,
Skarface,
Circle Jerks,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Cramps,
Marvin Gaye,
Steve Hackett,
Glambeats Corp.,
Quando Quango,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun City Girls,
Ossler,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ice-T,
Chris & Cosey,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Albert Ayler,
The Motions,
Ultra Naté,
T.S.O.L.,
Rites of Spring,
The Invisible,
Spandau Ballet,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd,
Deepchord,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cure,
Gregory Isaacs,
Swell Maps,
The United States of America,
The Last Poets,
Yaz,
kango's stein massive,
Mandrill,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nico,
The Divine Comedy,
the Swans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Parry Music,
the Normal,
The New Christs,
The Evens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.