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 Equatorial Guinea and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Nas to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Carl Craig,
Popol Vuh,
Harpers Bizarre,
China Crisis,
Neu!,
Tom Boy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Accadde A,
Pantytec,
Minutemen,
48th St. Collective,
the Soft Cell,
Gang Starr,
Urselle,
Au Pairs,
Franke,
Underground Resistance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brothers Johnson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Susan Cadogan,
The Dead C,
Yaz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yazoo,
the Swans,
Donny Hathaway,
The Dave Clark Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
MC5,
X-102,
The Remains,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Frankie Knuckles,
A Certain Ratio,
PIL,
The Trojans,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
Piero Umiliani,
DNA,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker,
Soul Sonic Force,
Symarip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Model 500,
Eddi Front,
Crooked Eye,
Zapp,
Smog,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Harry Pussy,
Chrome,
Dual Sessions,
EPMD,
The Associates,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.