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 Austria and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
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 808 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 MDC to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Flipper,
Joey Negro,
Buzzcocks,
Connie Case,
Swell Maps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Agent Orange,
Joensuu 1685,
Supertramp,
Hasil Adkins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minutemen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stereo Dub,
Mr. Review,
Rapeman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
The Golliwogs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Avey Tare,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roxette,
the Human League,
Electric Light Orchestra,
MDC,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Sonics,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
kango's stein massive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jandek,
Blossom Toes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joe Finger,
Man Parrish,
Grey Daturas,
Porter Ricks,
Robert Hood,
Babytalk,
Country Teasers,
EPMD,
Malaria!,
Yellowson,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Animal Collective,
Marine Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
Subhumans,
Moebius,
Arthur Verocai,
A Certain Ratio,
The Remains,
Negative Approach,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.