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 Oman and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Patti Smith to the rock 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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Joe Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
Neu!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Motions,
Q65,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flash Fearless,
Kayak,
The Stooges,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stiv Bators,
Desert Stars,
The Human League,
Amon Düül,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deepchord,
The Five Americans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nico,
B.T. Express,
Amazonics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
The Wake,
Excepter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Masters at Work,
Ponytail,
Colin Newman,
Piero Umiliani,
Wasted Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Accadde A,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Model 500,
Babytalk,
Archie Shepp,
Motorama,
John Holt,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Andrew Hill,
The Kinks,
Smog,
The Saints,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hot Snakes,
Carl Craig,
The Knickerbockers,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Bourne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.