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 Iceland and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Delon & Dalcan to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Pierre Henry,
B.T. Express,
Jeff Mills,
EPMD,
Animal Collective,
Ultravox,
The Fall,
Joyce Sims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Agitation Free,
The Pop Group,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crooked Eye,
One Last Wish,
Boz Scaggs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Residents,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pagans,
Bobby Womack,
AZ,
Aural Exciters,
Das Ding,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Audionom,
Saccharine Trust,
Scan 7,
Con Funk Shun,
Bang On A Can,
Michelle Simonal,
Steve Hackett,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Bar-Kays,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chrome,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fatback Band,
Loose Ends,
Sight & Sound,
Terry Callier,
The United States of America,
Ituana,
Franke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
D'Angelo,
The Offenders,
Model 500,
JFA,
OOIOO,
Lower 48,
Ludus,
Technova,
John Cale,
The Associates,
Rod Modell,
Cheater Slicks,
Groovy Waters,
The Stooges,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.