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 Venezuela and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Adolescents to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
The Busters,
the Normal,
The Blues Magoos,
Yazoo,
The Fuzztones,
Tomorrow,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fall,
Eden Ahbez,
Crash Course in Science,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Procol Harum,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erasure,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantaleimon,
Niagra,
The Move,
Juan Atkins,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Five Americans,
Cluster,
Kayak,
Peter & Gordon,
EPMD,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zero Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
Aaron Thompson,
Davy DMX,
The Divine Comedy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Evens,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang of Four,
Inner City,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Los Fastidios,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Terry,
UT,
Spoonie Gee,
U.S. Maple,
Franke,
Boredoms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang Green,
Josef K,
Ronnie Foster,
Urselle,
Blake Baxter,
John Coltrane,
Public Image Ltd.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lower 48,
Dark Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jawbox,
Sugar Minott,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.