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 Namibia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Black Sheep to the jazz 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
Bronski Beat,
Todd Terry,
Stockholm Monsters,
Von Mondo,
Aaron Thompson,
A Certain Ratio,
Amazonics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Flag,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bad Manners,
Freddie Wadling,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jerry's Kids,
Marmalade,
Country Teasers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Bourne,
48th St. Collective,
Derrick Morgan,
Groovy Waters,
Talk Talk,
Kerri Chandler,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nirvana,
The Vogues,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Womack,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Malaria!,
Index,
Slave,
Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cymande,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New York Dolls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Delta 5,
Reagan Youth,
Technova,
Dark Day,
The Music Machine,
Ice-T,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Gap Band,
Quando Quango,
The Moody Blues,
Ultravox,
Alice Coltrane,
Popol Vuh,
Underground Resistance,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skriet,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.