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 Mauritius and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Slave to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Jacob Miller,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Symarip,
Shuggie Otis,
Stiv Bators,
Mo-Dettes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cameo,
The Dirtbombs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Pop Group,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
Supertramp,
The Litter,
The Five Americans,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minutemen,
Gabor Szabo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Max Romeo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bluetip,
Glenn Branca,
The Black Dice,
Guru Guru,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index,
Faraquet,
Susan Cadogan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Moon,
Camberwell Now,
Mr. Review,
Brothers Johnson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Audionom,
Bill Wells,
The Names,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joensuu 1685,
The Modern Lovers,
Eric Copeland,
The Sound,
Gang Starr,
Janne Schatter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Iggy Pop,
Siglo XX,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
The Barracudas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Michelle Simonal,
Loose Ends,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.