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 Samoa and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Minor Threat to the funk 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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
The Cure,
Faust,
Radiopuhelimet,
LL Cool J,
Bobby Byrd,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Alison Limerick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crooked Eye,
June of 44,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Donald Byrd,
Stetsasonic,
The Grass Roots,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sight & Sound,
Bob Dylan,
Kerri Chandler,
Sex Pistols,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Offenders,
Slave,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Invisible,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Buckinghams,
June Days,
Robert Görl,
Dave Gahan,
Fat Boys,
Ludus,
Spoonie Gee,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gories,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Letta Mbulu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aswad,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
Rosa Yemen,
The United States of America,
The Real Kids,
Index,
Circle Jerks,
The Fuzztones,
Albert Ayler,
Skarface,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rod Modell,
Gang Green,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Trumans Water,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.