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 Uzbekistan and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 10cc to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
Scion,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agent Orange,
Tommy Roe,
Gregory Isaacs,
One Last Wish,
X-101,
Amon Düül,
Sonic Youth,
Parry Music,
Barry Ungar,
Byron Stingily,
Arthur Verocai,
Darondo,
Tomorrow,
The Cowsills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alphaville,
Crime,
Adolescents,
Bob Dylan,
Grey Daturas,
Nick Fraelich,
Negative Approach,
Lyres,
Delta 5,
FM Einheit,
Fatback Band,
Ponytail,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Blake Baxter,
Brass Construction,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
Ludus,
Trumans Water,
Donald Byrd,
Heaven 17,
Avey Tare,
Smog,
The Remains,
Das Ding,
The Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Basic Channel,
Black Sheep,
Bluetip,
Neu!,
Pagans,
Lakeside,
Gang Green,
Rotary Connection,
June Days,
OOIOO,
The Birthday Party,
Japan,
Minnie Riperton,
Fela Kuti,
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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.