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 Rwanda and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Little Man to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Depeche Mode,
Quadrant,
The Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Spandau Ballet,
Essential Logic,
Tres Demented,
Ludus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Janne Schatter,
Alice Coltrane,
D'Angelo,
T. Rex,
Robert Görl,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camouflage,
kango's stein massive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Davy DMX,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
In Retrospect,
Reuben Wilson,
Warsaw,
Bobby Byrd,
the Slits,
Nas,
Dual Sessions,
Glenn Branca,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Black Moon,
Eli Mardock,
Minny Pops,
Roger Hodgson,
Organ,
Parry Music,
David Bowie,
The Index,
Oblivians,
Pantytec,
Curtis Mayfield,
Outsiders,
X-101,
Blancmange,
Visage,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Guru Guru,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Human League,
The Modern Lovers,
Fat Boys,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Connie Case,
World's Most,
Jimmy McGriff,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.