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 Germany and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Joe Smooth to the jazz 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonic Youth,
John Foxx,
Kerri Chandler,
Bob Dylan,
Chrome,
Brothers Johnson,
Donald Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Reagan Youth,
The Smoke,
Terrestrial Tones,
X-102,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yusef Lateef,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Human League,
Nas,
Sun City Girls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skarface,
Public Image Ltd.,
Skriet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Q and Not U,
June of 44,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dave Gahan,
Interpol,
the Soft Cell,
Cluster,
Suicide,
The Shadows of Knight,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Moon,
Talk Talk,
The Count Five,
Khruangbin,
Masters at Work,
The Modern Lovers,
Scratch Acid,
The Trojans,
Josef K,
Sarah Menescal,
The Gap Band,
Yellowson,
Junior Murvin,
Rotary Connection,
Adolescents,
Whodini,
The Walker Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sound,
New Order,
Procol Harum,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Remains,
L. Decosne,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.