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 Nicaragua and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Symarip to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Yellowson,
Joensuu 1685,
Johnny Osbourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Moon,
Aswad,
Model 500,
The Doobie Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Alton Ellis,
Parry Music,
Babytalk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pole,
Heaven 17,
Make Up,
The Music Machine,
Frankie Knuckles,
Todd Rundgren,
Bill Wells,
Bill Near,
Darondo,
Gang of Four,
Black Bananas,
Bootsy Collins,
Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Y Pants,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Massinfluence,
Sunsets and Hearts,
UT,
The Wake,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Gap Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Carl Craig,
Procol Harum,
Brick,
Scan 7,
Kool Moe Dee,
AZ,
Desert Stars,
Qualms,
DJ Sneak,
Pantaleimon,
Das Ding,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Moleskins,
K-Klass,
Lucky Dragons,
The Knickerbockers,
The Selecter,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Blackbyrds,
Graham Central Station,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.