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 Singapore and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Television to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Wasted Youth,
Dennis Brown,
Slave,
Scott Walker,
Crash Course in Science,
Tommy Roe,
Donald Byrd,
Shoche,
Marshall Jefferson,
Glenn Branca,
The Stooges,
The Toasters,
Joensuu 1685,
The Associates,
Liliput,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Inner City,
Kaleidoscope,
Man Parrish,
Moby Grape,
Pantytec,
Crispian St. Peters,
Derrick Morgan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Theoretical Girls,
Fugazi,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pussy Galore,
Nick Fraelich,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
June of 44,
Sonny Sharrock,
Shuggie Otis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joe Smooth,
James Chance & The Contortions,
This Heat,
The Pop Group,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jandek,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skarface,
Boredoms,
Slick Rick,
June Days,
Kas Product,
Fela Kuti,
Cybotron,
The United States of America,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Modern Lovers,
Index,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sight & Sound,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.