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 United Kingdom and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum 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 Maurizio to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe 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 snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Chris & Cosey,
The Human League,
The Sonics,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Womack,
EPMD,
Joe Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Easy Going,
Patti Smith,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Frankie Knuckles,
Excepter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül,
Eli Mardock,
The Gladiators,
Fat Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ice-T,
MDC,
Buzzcocks,
June Days,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pagans,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Byrd,
Smog,
Clear Light,
The Moleskins,
The Evens,
Bill Near,
Todd Rundgren,
Letta Mbulu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Loose Ends,
Pole,
The Smiths,
Babytalk,
Marshall Jefferson,
Con Funk Shun,
The Dirtbombs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sun City Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Andrew Hill,
Barry Ungar,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amazonics,
B.T. Express,
The Litter,
Trumans Water,
Main Source,
Section 25,
Grauzone,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.