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 Portugal and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 Dark Day to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Neil Young,
Scion,
Unwound,
The Evens,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Niagra,
Funkadelic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
World's Most,
Livin' Joy,
One Last Wish,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Sheep,
Thompson Twins,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radiohead,
June of 44,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Leaves,
The Slackers,
The Cowsills,
Eli Mardock,
Mark Hollis,
The Vogues,
Nirvana,
Cluster,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Albert Ayler,
Lalann,
Cameo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eurythmics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nik Kershaw,
Soul II Soul,
The Dead C,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Animal Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New Order,
The Fuzztones,
Marmalade,
Nation of Ulysses,
Derrick Morgan,
Wire,
The Sound,
Deepchord,
Lakeside,
Massinfluence,
Bronski Beat,
Sparks,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blackbyrds,
Little Man,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.