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 Hungary and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 harpsichord 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the electroclash 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Au Pairs,
The Trojans,
The Durutti Column,
The Zeros,
Soulsonic Force,
Jacob Miller,
June Days,
Matthew Halsall,
Faraquet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arthur Verocai,
Flipper,
John Lydon,
Roy Ayers,
Massinfluence,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ken Boothe,
The Detroit Cobras,
ABBA,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang of Four,
Lou Reed,
Negative Approach,
Flash Fearless,
Desert Stars,
Susan Cadogan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lucky Dragons,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Aural Exciters,
John Holt,
The Real Kids,
the Human League,
Y Pants,
Thompson Twins,
Freddie Wadling,
Lungfish,
Minor Threat,
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mandrill,
Average White Band,
Swans,
cv313,
Iggy Pop,
Radiohead,
Television,
MDC,
Oblivians,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Starr,
Schoolly D,
K-Klass,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rekid,
Joe Finger,
Easy Going,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bluetip,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.