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 Turkey and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 Evens to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Agitation Free,
Groovy Waters,
Jandek,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Qualms,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hardrive,
Eddi Front,
Bill Near,
Nico,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bill Wells,
Slick Rick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Monochrome Set,
Little Man,
Barry Ungar,
Shuggie Otis,
Sight & Sound,
John Lydon,
The Wake,
Average White Band,
the Normal,
Visage,
David Bowie,
The Dead C,
In Retrospect,
Joey Negro,
Alton Ellis,
K-Klass,
Wire,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bobbi Humphrey,
David Axelrod,
The Offenders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Prince Buster,
Stetsasonic,
Leonard Cohen,
Yusef Lateef,
Nils Olav,
Neil Young,
Morten Harket,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mr. Review,
Gong,
The Dirtbombs,
cv313,
Heaven 17,
Monks,
Procol Harum,
Hot Snakes,
the Sonics,
Absolute Body Control,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Gang Dance,
10cc,
Shoche,
Peter & Gordon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bauhaus,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.