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 Marshall Islands and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
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 Kurtis Blow 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Robert Hood,
Spoonie Gee,
Second Layer,
Agitation Free,
Surgeon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gil Scott Heron,
Model 500,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camberwell Now,
Television Personalities,
Kurtis Blow,
Barrington Levy,
Blake Baxter,
the Sonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
The Searchers,
Sun Ra,
Aural Exciters,
Rakim,
Black Flag,
Zapp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Buckinghams,
Vladislav Delay,
The Barracudas,
The Stooges,
Ultra Naté,
Bronski Beat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roger Hodgson,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fire Engines,
Bang On A Can,
Lindisfarne,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Toni Rubio,
Blancmange,
Avey Tare,
48th St. Collective,
Glenn Branca,
The Trojans,
D'Angelo,
Eden Ahbez,
Section 25,
Lyres,
Wire,
Warsaw,
Howard Jones,
CMW,
The Saints,
Boz Scaggs,
Slick Rick,
T.S.O.L.,
MC5,
Funky Four + One,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.