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 Ecuador and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 Silicon Teens to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Aswad,
the Bar-Kays,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Hood,
Spandau Ballet,
Roy Ayers,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Terry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Surgeon,
Adolescents,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Flesh Eaters,
DJ Style,
Lebanon Hanover,
Loose Ends,
Gregory Isaacs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Tremeloes,
The Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Kinks,
Depeche Mode,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gabor Szabo,
Soul II Soul,
Cluster,
Peter and Kerry,
Kas Product,
Blossom Toes,
Black Bananas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pylon,
Bronski Beat,
The Star Department,
Morten Harket,
L. Decosne,
Interpol,
Schoolly D,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Standells,
The Shadows of Knight,
Monolake,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Leaves,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joe Finger,
Au Pairs,
Little Man,
The Slits,
Mr. Review,
A Certain Ratio,
OOIOO,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.