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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 EPMD to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Soul II Soul,
The United States of America,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
Minny Pops,
Black Pus,
R.M.O.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sarah Menescal,
Connie Case,
This Heat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ralphi Rosario,
Panda Bear,
New York Dolls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Second Layer,
Porter Ricks,
Davy DMX,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Suburban Knight,
Average White Band,
Warren Ellis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Byron Stingily,
Symarip,
Mission of Burma,
Piero Umiliani,
Joey Negro,
Buzzcocks,
New Age Steppers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nirvana,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Bauhaus,
Glenn Branca,
Schoolly D,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Bananas,
Silicon Teens,
Deadbeat,
The Young Rascals,
Iggy Pop,
Amon Düül,
Make Up,
FM Einheit,
Desert Stars,
The Fortunes,
Y Pants,
Alton Ellis,
Alphaville,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boredoms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.