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 Monaco and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Faust to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
China Crisis,
Anakelly,
Bush Tetras,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Pop Group,
Bob Dylan,
Dual Sessions,
Joy Division,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Funkadelic,
Tears for Fears,
The Durutti Column,
Model 500,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Organ,
The J.B.'s,
OOIOO,
John Cale,
a-ha,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
MDC,
Agent Orange,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stetsasonic,
The Count Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Average White Band,
Television,
Eric B and Rakim,
Main Source,
Peter and Kerry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Misunderstood,
Fugazi,
Funky Four + One,
Visage,
X-Ray Spex,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Techniques,
Eric Dolphy,
Livin' Joy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flash Fearless,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Warsaw,
The Gladiators,
Michelle Simonal,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare,
The Happenings,
The Music Machine,
Ronan,
Minor Threat,
Tubeway Army,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Move,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric Copeland,
Joyce Sims,
MC5,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.