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 Germany and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Dirtbombs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
L. Decosne,
Stetsasonic,
the Fania All-Stars,
10cc,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Albert Ayler,
Dave Gahan,
Chris & Cosey,
Drexciya,
The Grass Roots,
Eddi Front,
Buzzcocks,
Piero Umiliani,
the Slits,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sun Ra,
Eli Mardock,
Skriet,
The Names,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Subhumans,
Patti Smith,
Brick,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soulsonic Force,
Hardrive,
David Axelrod,
the Bar-Kays,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crooked Eye,
Lakeside,
the Human League,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Green,
Stereo Dub,
June of 44,
The Slits,
The Human League,
Index,
Lalo Schifrin,
X-Ray Spex,
Quadrant,
Spandau Ballet,
Chris Corsano,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David Bowie,
Infiniti,
The Misunderstood,
Altered Images,
Thee Headcoats,
Talk Talk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ten City,
Isaac Hayes,
Max Romeo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.