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 Brazil and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 The New Christs to the funk 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anthony Braxton,
Grey Daturas,
The Names,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-101,
The Pretty Things,
David Axelrod,
Mars,
Yazoo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Country Teasers,
The Saints,
Bush Tetras,
The Smoke,
OOIOO,
The Misunderstood,
The Raincoats,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
New York Dolls,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jeff Lynne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scott Walker,
Barbara Tucker,
The Mummies,
The Index,
Easy Going,
La Düsseldorf,
The Dave Clark Five,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skarface,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
Archie Shepp,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ossler,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter & Gordon,
MDC,
Amazonics,
The Doors,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Godley & Creme,
The Victims,
Make Up,
June Days,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nik Kershaw,
The Toasters,
Aloha Tigers,
Zero Boys,
Roy Ayers,
Lucky Dragons,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.