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 Iraq and from Seoul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Deadbeat to the funk 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Suburban Knight,
David Bowie,
The Evens,
Radio Birdman,
DNA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Model 500,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dual Sessions,
Flash Fearless,
Alison Limerick,
10cc,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Japan,
Agent Orange,
Guru Guru,
Cybotron,
Yazoo,
The Motions,
Yellowson,
Jeff Mills,
The Slits,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television,
Angry Samoans,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Reagan Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sonics,
Neil Young,
Bootsy Collins,
Crispian St. Peters,
Crime,
Bizarre Inc.,
Malaria!,
Scientists,
Public Enemy,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pretty Things,
Danielle Patucci,
Marine Girls,
Basic Channel,
Davy DMX,
Subhumans,
Al Stewart,
One Last Wish,
Popol Vuh,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marvin Gaye,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chris & Cosey,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.