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 Slovenia and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The J.B.'s to the rock 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Alton Ellis,
Lungfish,
Ten City,
kango's stein massive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ornette Coleman,
Fatback Band,
Delta 5,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Archie Shepp,
Rufus Thomas,
AZ,
Aloha Tigers,
Rotary Connection,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sound,
Mars,
E-Dancer,
The Young Rascals,
Cecil Taylor,
Kool Moe Dee,
New Order,
Barry Ungar,
Basic Channel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Second Layer,
Sarah Menescal,
Suicide,
the Soft Cell,
Unwound,
Hoover,
The Slits,
The Doors,
Lyres,
Ice-T,
Average White Band,
Au Pairs,
The Kinks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
H. Thieme,
Quantec,
Fear,
The New Christs,
June Days,
The Invisible,
MC5,
Ponytail,
Dennis Brown,
X-101,
Bang On A Can,
The Dead C,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Halsall,
Little Man,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gang Green,
X-102,
Television Personalities,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.