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 Russia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 E-Dancer to the dance 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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Nas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Desert Stars,
The Invisible,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
Soft Machine,
Dawn Penn,
Japan,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Dolphy,
Mark Hollis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bauhaus,
Quando Quango,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Quadrant,
Marc Almond,
Ultra Naté,
kango's stein massive,
Thee Headcoats,
Iggy Pop,
DNA,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Silicon Teens,
Cymande,
Hot Snakes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Faust,
Loose Ends,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minnie Riperton,
Icehouse,
Kurtis Blow,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Technova,
The Human League,
The Gories,
Skaos,
Second Layer,
X-101,
Moebius,
Fat Boys,
Easy Going,
Junior Murvin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roy Ayers,
Amon Düül II,
Man Parrish,
Big Daddy Kane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yusef Lateef,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.