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 Malta and from Portland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Iggy Pop to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Hardrive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rekid,
The Seeds,
ABBA,
The Black Dice,
Joensuu 1685,
Darondo,
Jawbox,
Hasil Adkins,
The Neon Judgement,
Zero Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grey Daturas,
The Busters,
Slick Rick,
Animal Collective,
OOIOO,
Jeff Mills,
Young Marble Giants,
Make Up,
Angry Samoans,
Sällskapet,
Leonard Cohen,
the Sonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed,
L. Decosne,
The Slits,
The Names,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Zeros,
Tropical Tobacco,
Girls At Our Best!,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
Bluetip,
China Crisis,
The Fugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cheater Slicks,
Simply Red,
UT,
The Standells,
Grauzone,
Marvin Gaye,
Swell Maps,
Gichy Dan,
Big Daddy Kane,
10cc,
Iggy Pop,
Michelle Simonal,
Barrington Levy,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Monochrome Set,
David McCallum,
the Association,
The Kinks,
R.M.O.,
Flipper,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.