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 Lithuania and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Barracudas to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Quando Quango,
The Velvet Underground,
Urselle,
Cheater Slicks,
Procol Harum,
Reagan Youth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Slackers,
The Motions,
Dead Boys,
Sonic Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ten City,
Average White Band,
China Crisis,
The Blues Magoos,
Nirvana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MC5,
Underground Resistance,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roxy Music,
Black Moon,
Sister Nancy,
Moss Icon,
the Normal,
Laurel Aitken,
DNA,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hot Snakes,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sex Pistols,
Franke,
The Techniques,
Arcadia,
Y Pants,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nik Kershaw,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Mummies,
The Happenings,
Newcleus,
Outsiders,
CMW,
Adolescents,
D'Angelo,
The Fire Engines,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ponytail,
Index,
Arthur Verocai,
JFA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.