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 Kuwait and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 World's Most to the funk 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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ice-T,
The Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sandy B,
Kenny Larkin,
Roxette,
Delon & Dalcan,
Skarface,
Desert Stars,
Little Man,
Shuggie Otis,
Crooked Eye,
Albert Ayler,
Livin' Joy,
A Certain Ratio,
Niagra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brick,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pussy Galore,
Drexciya,
Derrick May,
The Birthday Party,
Warren Ellis,
The Leaves,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Stooges,
Visage,
Slave,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
The Flesh Eaters,
LL Cool J,
MC5,
Bronski Beat,
The Monks,
Ornette Coleman,
The Trojans,
X-101,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Durutti Column,
Lindisfarne,
Reagan Youth,
Marine Girls,
Y Pants,
Average White Band,
Erykah Badu,
Technova,
Dual Sessions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sun Ra,
Glenn Branca,
Sonic Youth,
The Sound,
Tears for Fears,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.