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 Chile and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 United States of America to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Oblivians,
The Detroit Cobras,
Clear Light,
the Association,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Youth Brigade,
Accadde A,
La Düsseldorf,
Arcadia,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
48th St. Collective,
Black Pus,
Graham Central Station,
Moebius,
Thee Headcoats,
The Fugs,
Peter and Kerry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Reuben Wilson,
the Human League,
The Angels of Light,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gang Green,
David McCallum,
Lalo Schifrin,
Funky Four + One,
ABBA,
Basic Channel,
Pulsallama,
Dave Gahan,
Absolute Body Control,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Arab on Radar,
Average White Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fugazi,
Loose Ends,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Names,
Joey Negro,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Red Krayola,
The Black Dice,
Soulsonic Force,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Stooges,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The New Christs,
Index,
Faust,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jerry's Kids,
Barbara Tucker,
Deepchord,
Nation of Ulysses,
Q and Not U,
Camberwell Now,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.