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 Israel and from New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Roxette to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
the Slits,
ABC,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Skatalites,
DNA,
Dead Boys,
Fear,
The Buckinghams,
the Bar-Kays,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-102,
New Age Steppers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Wake,
Barclay James Harvest,
Erasure,
Lyres,
Television,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sparks,
One Last Wish,
Easy Going,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Lydon,
Gerry Rafferty,
June of 44,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Young Rascals,
Severed Heads,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Pus,
Moss Icon,
Gabor Szabo,
X-101,
Niagra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wally Richardson,
Sister Nancy,
The Sonics,
Tres Demented,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultravox,
Sarah Menescal,
Infiniti,
The Techniques,
Sandy B,
Harmonia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Laurel Aitken,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Panda Bear,
EPMD,
Lucky Dragons,
Maurizio,
Fugazi,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
LL Cool J,
Freddie Wadling,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.