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 Guyana and from Jakarta.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 808 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Animal Collective,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marmalade,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Duran Duran,
The Real Kids,
Pulsallama,
Colin Newman,
Dual Sessions,
Boz Scaggs,
Barbara Tucker,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Byrd,
The Move,
cv313,
Nick Fraelich,
The Names,
A Certain Ratio,
The Star Department,
the Normal,
Main Source,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
K-Klass,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Motions,
John Foxx,
Supertramp,
Parry Music,
The Dirtbombs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Josef K,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sam Rivers,
June Days,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Todd Rundgren,
Yaz,
B.T. Express,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Malaria!,
Arab on Radar,
MDC,
Essential Logic,
Livin' Joy,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vladislav Delay,
Sparks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joey Negro,
Grandmaster Flash,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thompson Twins,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.