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 Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Black Sheep to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Boz Scaggs,
Ludus,
Cluster,
Dennis Brown,
The Walker Brothers,
Visage,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chrome,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fugs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fad Gadget,
Groovy Waters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cure,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mission of Burma,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eric Copeland,
Vainqueur,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Durutti Column,
The Victims,
OOIOO,
Ultravox,
Public Enemy,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare,
Joe Smooth,
Marmalade,
Pole,
Todd Terry,
The Barracudas,
Donny Hathaway,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kas Product,
the Human League,
Liliput,
The New Christs,
Chris Corsano,
Pussy Galore,
This Heat,
Second Layer,
Eden Ahbez,
Clear Light,
Guru Guru,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kayak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Reagan Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gun Club,
Newcleus,
Organ,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.