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 Senegal and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 arpeggiator 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
MDC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Radiopuhelimet,
Basic Channel,
The Slackers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sun City Girls,
Max Romeo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Loose Ends,
Joey Negro,
Joyce Sims,
The Standells,
Vainqueur,
Fluxion,
the Association,
Ultra Naté,
Ronan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cheater Slicks,
Sam Rivers,
Ponytail,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Los Fastidios,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Babytalk,
Procol Harum,
Rekid,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brass Construction,
Sister Nancy,
Pantytec,
Kurtis Blow,
Erykah Badu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tim Buckley,
The Offenders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Sonics,
Mad Mike,
Clear Light,
Skaos,
Index,
Masters at Work,
Jandek,
Carl Craig,
Soulsonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Kayak,
David McCallum,
These Immortal Souls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eli Mardock,
Niagra,
New Order,
Gang Starr,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.