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 Syria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Quando Quango to the grunge 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Schoolly D,
Peter and Kerry,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
The Barracudas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tubeway Army,
Moss Icon,
the Slits,
Ossler,
Joey Negro,
kango's stein massive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
D'Angelo,
The J.B.'s,
Unrelated Segments,
The Dirtbombs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Durutti Column,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Darondo,
Gabor Szabo,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stetsasonic,
Vainqueur,
The Young Rascals,
The Pretty Things,
Rakim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June of 44,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Trojans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siglo XX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gun Club,
Crispian St. Peters,
Television,
Howard Jones,
Bill Near,
Danielle Patucci,
Tres Demented,
Joe Finger,
Black Flag,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Popol Vuh,
Underground Resistance,
The Misunderstood,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Vladislav Delay,
Aswad,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
ABC,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.