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 Lebanon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Television to the grime 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
The Wake,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Coltrane,
Dead Boys,
Black Bananas,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pantytec,
U.S. Maple,
Deakin,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rotary Connection,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Hood,
Y Pants,
Gabor Szabo,
Royal Trux,
La Düsseldorf,
Roy Ayers,
Boogie Down Productions,
H. Thieme,
Derrick May,
Metal Thangz,
Marcia Griffiths,
E-Dancer,
Tom Boy,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Vogues,
Magma,
Unrelated Segments,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crash Course in Science,
The Gun Club,
Zapp,
The Dave Clark Five,
kango's stein massive,
Echospace,
Circle Jerks,
Sparks,
Black Sheep,
Masters at Work,
Goldenarms,
Sarah Menescal,
Fat Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Oblivians,
Jacob Miller,
The Detroit Cobras,
Charles Mingus,
James White and The Blacks,
Mantronix,
Crispian St. Peters,
Whodini,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arab on Radar,
Joy Division,
Fugazi,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.