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 Zambia and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wasted Youth to the dance 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Birthday Party,
Rosa Yemen,
the Soft Cell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Matthew Halsall,
Neu!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Golliwogs,
MDC,
La Düsseldorf,
Neil Young,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Delta 5,
Marmalade,
Animal Collective,
Stiv Bators,
Index,
The Smiths,
Stetsasonic,
Marine Girls,
The Last Poets,
Fad Gadget,
Moebius,
Icehouse,
Funky Four + One,
UT,
Goldenarms,
Maurizio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Sherman,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cowsills,
Aswad,
Negative Approach,
The Fall,
Rekid,
Toni Rubio,
Agitation Free,
Wire,
Crime,
The Move,
Lalann,
Saccharine Trust,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultravox,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roy Ayers,
Lower 48,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.