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 Kenya and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the dance 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cluster,
The Evens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kevin Saunderson,
Donald Byrd,
Nick Fraelich,
Maurizio,
Sister Nancy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
Amazonics,
The Moleskins,
Crooked Eye,
Prince Buster,
The Blues Magoos,
Aural Exciters,
UT,
the Sonics,
Lyres,
Crime,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Coltrane,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric Copeland,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Depeche Mode,
Neu!,
Flipper,
Urselle,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tom Boy,
Byron Stingily,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Raincoats,
the Human League,
La Düsseldorf,
The Dead C,
KRS-One,
Eurythmics,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
Hardrive,
Icehouse,
Lucky Dragons,
Hoover,
The Mojo Men,
Severed Heads,
The Detroit Cobras,
Shoche,
Mark Hollis,
Deakin,
The Doors,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cramps,
Y Pants,
Echospace,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.