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 Iran and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Seeds to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ohio Players,
Lower 48,
Lou Christie,
Letta Mbulu,
Dave Gahan,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra,
Negative Approach,
Groovy Waters,
The Count Five,
Alice Coltrane,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Searchers,
Tears for Fears,
PIL,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Birthday Party,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Standells,
Pylon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Goldenarms,
Bad Manners,
Ituana,
Lalann,
Alphaville,
Donny Hathaway,
The Toasters,
Grey Daturas,
Marine Girls,
Aloha Tigers,
Idris Muhammad,
Sandy B,
Livin' Joy,
Mars,
Qualms,
John Holt,
Derrick Morgan,
Quantec,
Basic Channel,
Judy Mowatt,
Glenn Branca,
AZ,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Desert Stars,
Skriet,
Scott Walker,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neu!,
Oneida,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unwound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Mummies,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Cale,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.