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 San Marino and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 clarinet 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 The Count Five to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron 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 guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young,
Darondo,
the Soft Cell,
Pylon,
Pagans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Los Fastidios,
The Wake,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sällskapet,
Sound Behaviour,
The Saints,
Amazonics,
Gichy Dan,
Black Sheep,
Glambeats Corp.,
Con Funk Shun,
Freddie Wadling,
Underground Resistance,
Pharoah Sanders,
Faust,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eden Ahbez,
Brass Construction,
Cal Tjader,
DJ Style,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cure,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rhythm & Sound,
E-Dancer,
Symarip,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Sonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wally Richardson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tommy Roe,
World's Most,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fat Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
DNA,
Zapp,
Jeru the Damaja,
Swell Maps,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Move,
Black Pus,
Donny Hathaway,
Eurythmics,
Stereo Dub,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erykah Badu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Livin' Joy,
Nas,
The Standells,
Ten City,
Black Moon,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.