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 Vietnam and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 The Sound to the electroclash 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
The Gap Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Halsall,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fad Gadget,
Todd Terry,
The Mummies,
Graham Central Station,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oneida,
Can,
Half Japanese,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Smiths,
The Cramps,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wally Richardson,
Au Pairs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ponytail,
Michelle Simonal,
Outsiders,
The Busters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pylon,
Inner City,
Thee Headcoats,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kas Product,
Flamin' Groovies,
Toni Rubio,
Eddi Front,
LL Cool J,
Interpol,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Amazonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mars,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deakin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Saccharine Trust,
The Real Kids,
Rod Modell,
The Last Poets,
Man Parrish,
Flipper,
Parry Music,
The Flesh Eaters,
Cymande,
the Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The United States of America,
Cheater Slicks,
Slick Rick,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.