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 Ukraine and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lebanon Hanover to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mad Mike,
Schoolly D,
the Slits,
Crispian St. Peters,
Circle Jerks,
Soul II Soul,
10cc,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nils Olav,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Normal,
Surgeon,
Fear,
Scan 7,
DJ Sneak,
Terry Callier,
Kool Moe Dee,
KRS-One,
Roxette,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fluxion,
Hot Snakes,
Suicide,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tubeway Army,
Charles Mingus,
Clear Light,
Susan Cadogan,
Echospace,
Erykah Badu,
The Victims,
X-Ray Spex,
Zero Boys,
The Doors,
Cal Tjader,
Black Bananas,
Rotary Connection,
Todd Terry,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bluetip,
Aural Exciters,
The Tremeloes,
Freddie Wadling,
Scott Walker,
John Foxx,
Roxy Music,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Inner City,
The Pop Group,
Maurizio,
Ken Boothe,
Glenn Branca,
Mandrill,
The Moody Blues,
Infiniti,
The Young Rascals,
Quando Quango,
Joe Finger,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.