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 Kazakhstan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Nile Rodgers 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 X-102 to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
The Evens,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Smooth,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
F. McDonald,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Funkadelic,
The Beau Brummels,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Real Kids,
The Motions,
Y Pants,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fortunes,
Excepter,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New Order,
Lou Reed,
Rosa Yemen,
Wire,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Zeros,
The American Breed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sister Nancy,
The Velvet Underground,
Rotary Connection,
Ludus,
The Litter,
Tubeway Army,
The Gladiators,
The Black Dice,
Nation of Ulysses,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pierre Henry,
Eurythmics,
Duran Duran,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cheater Slicks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Skarface,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mark Hollis,
New Age Steppers,
MDC,
Gichy Dan,
The Smoke,
These Immortal Souls,
Subhumans,
The Cure,
The Selecter,
This Heat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Toasters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lindisfarne,
Wally Richardson,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.