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 Kuwait and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar 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 Grandmaster Flash to the punk 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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Echospace,
Eric B and Rakim,
Little Man,
The Real Kids,
Fat Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
FM Einheit,
Black Bananas,
Matthew Halsall,
Inner City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boredoms,
Sister Nancy,
Goldenarms,
Aaron Thompson,
Cymande,
Siglo XX,
Los Fastidios,
The Smiths,
The Searchers,
Model 500,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Count Five,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
Deepchord,
Slick Rick,
Graham Central Station,
MC5,
Jeff Mills,
Althea and Donna,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
ABBA,
Kas Product,
Cameo,
The Human League,
Easy Going,
The Mummies,
Wasted Youth,
KRS-One,
Leonard Cohen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dead Boys,
Bill Wells,
Symarip,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yazoo,
UT,
cv313,
Don Cherry,
The Fortunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zero Boys,
New York Dolls,
Saccharine Trust,
Iggy Pop,
Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Charles Mingus,
In Retrospect,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.