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 Suriname and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Sun Ra to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Association,
Laurel Aitken,
New Age Steppers,
Slave,
Reagan Youth,
Albert Ayler,
Absolute Body Control,
Anthony Braxton,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Junior Murvin,
Yusef Lateef,
The Velvet Underground,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Gap Band,
Faust,
The Music Machine,
John Lydon,
Qualms,
Amon Düül,
Moebius,
Japan,
Pharoah Sanders,
June of 44,
World's Most,
Desert Stars,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eurythmics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David McCallum,
The Moleskins,
Fatback Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Davy DMX,
Howard Jones,
X-Ray Spex,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angry Samoans,
kango's stein massive,
Hardrive,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Leaves,
The Litter,
Television,
The Barracudas,
Mad Mike,
Harry Pussy,
Adolescents,
Ronan,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Knickerbockers,
the Swans,
Flamin' Groovies,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.