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 Eritrea and from Lille.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gichy Dan 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Detroit Cobras,
Minutemen,
Heaven 17,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soulsonic Force,
Derrick Morgan,
Dark Day,
Rotary Connection,
the Normal,
48th St. Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
The Alarm Clocks,
Goldenarms,
The Grass Roots,
Aaron Thompson,
DNA,
Section 25,
Lyres,
The Monks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marc Almond,
Carl Craig,
Arcadia,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
UT,
Rakim,
Index,
Eric B and Rakim,
June of 44,
Alison Limerick,
Maleditus Sound,
The Residents,
Archie Shepp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Spoonie Gee,
Flamin' Groovies,
Moby Grape,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rosa Yemen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yusef Lateef,
The Knickerbockers,
Grey Daturas,
Whodini,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Bananas,
Unwound,
Crime,
Bobby Byrd,
Isaac Hayes,
Minor Threat,
Mantronix,
X-102,
The Fuzztones,
Malaria!,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric Copeland,
Pussy Galore,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.