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 Tanzania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Todd Rundgren to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Banda Bassotti,
The Monochrome Set,
Sonny Sharrock,
Surgeon,
The Standells,
Joey Negro,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chris Corsano,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bluetip,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
The Evens,
Kas Product,
Danielle Patucci,
Reuben Wilson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barclay James Harvest,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Count Five,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lyres,
Ohio Players,
Mantronix,
Smog,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mo-Dettes,
Sparks,
Aaron Thompson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alton Ellis,
Monks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots,
Groovy Waters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Half Japanese,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Theoretical Girls,
Echospace,
Skaos,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Graham Central Station,
Ice-T,
Bobby Byrd,
UT,
Sex Pistols,
Franke,
Massinfluence,
Dead Boys,
Y Pants,
Davy DMX,
Alphaville,
Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.