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 Ireland and from London.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin 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 Deadbeat to the jazz 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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Massinfluence,
Dead Boys,
Al Stewart,
Metal Thangz,
Urselle,
Boz Scaggs,
One Last Wish,
Can,
X-101,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Invisible,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sonics,
Q and Not U,
the Bar-Kays,
EPMD,
Pantaleimon,
Jeff Mills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
PIL,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Accadde A,
Deepchord,
The Dead C,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The J.B.'s,
Inner City,
the Swans,
Scion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dual Sessions,
The Gladiators,
The Detroit Cobras,
The American Breed,
Soulsonic Force,
Yusef Lateef,
The Human League,
Gabor Szabo,
Alice Coltrane,
John Cale,
The Evens,
Bronski Beat,
Tres Demented,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cal Tjader,
Essential Logic,
Lightning Bolt,
The Residents,
The Standells,
Newcleus,
Y Pants,
Rod Modell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.