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 Angola and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Junior Murvin to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Chris Corsano,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kas Product,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Sherman,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Busters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Agitation Free,
Nico,
Dave Gahan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Metal Thangz,
The Human League,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kayak,
The Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Danielle Patucci,
Jandek,
Junior Murvin,
Stereo Dub,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cowsills,
Wings,
the Fania All-Stars,
June of 44,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick Morgan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Scion,
Motorama,
Frankie Knuckles,
Underground Resistance,
Gang of Four,
Howard Jones,
Television Personalities,
The Happenings,
Negative Approach,
Eric B and Rakim,
Circle Jerks,
The Music Machine,
Essential Logic,
Scientists,
Bluetip,
Tommy Roe,
Quadrant,
The Moleskins,
Desert Stars,
The Doors,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
B.T. Express,
Ohio Players,
Chrome,
Alison Limerick,
The Birthday Party,
Wasted Youth,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.