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 Costa Rica and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pussy Galore to the disco 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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Black Sheep,
Dual Sessions,
Marine Girls,
Jerry's Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kenny Larkin,
The Modern Lovers,
Moby Grape,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Steve Hackett,
John Foxx,
Jandek,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mandrill,
Patti Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
The Standells,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Durutti Column,
Nico,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lalann,
Drexciya,
Todd Terry,
Sugar Minott,
The Gap Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronnie Foster,
Television Personalities,
Agent Orange,
The Move,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Popol Vuh,
Michelle Simonal,
Intrusion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
D'Angelo,
Bill Near,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Last Poets,
The Star Department,
Ten City,
Slick Rick,
The Stooges,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Goldenarms,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mighty Diamonds,
One Last Wish,
Sight & Sound,
The Selecter,
Flipper,
Das Ding,
John Lydon,
Avey Tare,
Pierre Henry,
Unrelated Segments,
Television,
Eden Ahbez,
Q and Not U,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.