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 Niger and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sugar Minott to the disco 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
This Heat,
MDC,
cv313,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Sheep,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funkadelic,
Erasure,
The Electric Prunes,
Hot Snakes,
Eli Mardock,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fat Boys,
Eddi Front,
Blancmange,
Hashim,
Ken Boothe,
LL Cool J,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Public Enemy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rites of Spring,
Lower 48,
Sixth Finger,
Buzzcocks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Don Cherry,
Siglo XX,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Susan Cadogan,
The Black Dice,
The Pop Group,
Maurizio,
The Associates,
Monolake,
Terry Callier,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Chrome,
The Victims,
Glenn Branca,
Groovy Waters,
Chris & Cosey,
The Young Rascals,
Marshall Jefferson,
Boz Scaggs,
Eric Copeland,
Agitation Free,
The Five Americans,
The Evens,
Marvin Gaye,
Charles Mingus,
Ultravox,
Delon & Dalcan,
Underground Resistance,
The Barracudas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.