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 Kenya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Happenings to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Dual Sessions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Main Source,
Rotary Connection,
Jandek,
The Young Rascals,
Moebius,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pulsallama,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yusef Lateef,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sixth Finger,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Parry Music,
T. Rex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Iggy Pop,
Sugar Minott,
Grauzone,
Flash Fearless,
Glenn Branca,
Procol Harum,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Blackbyrds,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Audionom,
Jeff Lynne,
Davy DMX,
DJ Sneak,
Dead Boys,
Fatback Band,
Sun City Girls,
Moby Grape,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Monks,
Sam Rivers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rakim,
Duran Duran,
K-Klass,
Ronnie Foster,
Todd Terry,
Chris Corsano,
Josef K,
Tom Boy,
The American Breed,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Morten Harket,
Jimmy McGriff,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soul Sonic Force,
World's Most,
Ultravox,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.