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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 The Pretty Things to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter and Kerry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bush Tetras,
the Germs,
China Crisis,
Lindisfarne,
Monolake,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bill Wells,
Nico,
The Victims,
Davy DMX,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Young Rascals,
MDC,
Bob Dylan,
Terrestrial Tones,
Terry Callier,
The Trojans,
Johnny Clarke,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scott Walker,
Kenny Larkin,
The Grass Roots,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sällskapet,
The Velvet Underground,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Martian,
La Düsseldorf,
Patti Smith,
Buzzcocks,
Suburban Knight,
Kas Product,
Pole,
Yellowson,
Amazonics,
Maurizio,
Funky Four + One,
World's Most,
Au Pairs,
Fugazi,
CMW,
Funkadelic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Moody Blues,
Scientists,
Black Moon,
JFA,
Junior Murvin,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mars,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.