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 the UAE and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pantytec to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mars,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Moleskins,
Graham Central Station,
U.S. Maple,
The American Breed,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Human League,
Scrapy,
The Divine Comedy,
Ludus,
Kaleidoscope,
D'Angelo,
Procol Harum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scan 7,
The Victims,
New Age Steppers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bluetip,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Vladislav Delay,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Letta Mbulu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sound Behaviour,
Glenn Branca,
Alphaville,
Minutemen,
Aaron Thompson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Judy Mowatt,
The United States of America,
Aural Exciters,
Blossom Toes,
Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Audionom,
the Bar-Kays,
Hardrive,
Lebanon Hanover,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Stooges,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Index,
Todd Rundgren,
Fela Kuti,
One Last Wish,
Crime,
Banda Bassotti,
The Detroit Cobras,
Toni Rubio,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.