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 Chile and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Neu! to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Sandy B,
The Saints,
Blossom Toes,
R.M.O.,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scan 7,
Yazoo,
Soft Cell,
Derrick Morgan,
Icehouse,
Aaron Thompson,
Television Personalities,
Marine Girls,
The Last Poets,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Bananas,
Mark Hollis,
Ultravox,
Kaleidoscope,
Sällskapet,
Lalo Schifrin,
Faraquet,
Reuben Wilson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cure,
The Electric Prunes,
Erykah Badu,
U.S. Maple,
The Offenders,
Camberwell Now,
Unrelated Segments,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
This Heat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Saccharine Trust,
Alphaville,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Hood,
The Birthday Party,
The Angels of Light,
Sister Nancy,
Malaria!,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerri Chandler,
Moby Grape,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marc Almond,
The Modern Lovers,
Nick Fraelich,
Spandau Ballet,
Scott Walker,
Siglo XX,
The Stooges,
Prince Buster,
Easy Going,
10cc,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.