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 Belgium 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Minny Pops to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Qualms,
Joyce Sims,
Jeff Mills,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lightning Bolt,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bad Manners,
The Slackers,
Skaos,
Fugazi,
Simply Red,
Y Pants,
The Fuzztones,
Quadrant,
The Gun Club,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lakeside,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lindisfarne,
Pere Ubu,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang of Four,
Reagan Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Jacques Brel,
The Happenings,
The Smoke,
Kaleidoscope,
The Blues Magoos,
Duran Duran,
Albert Ayler,
The Mummies,
Alphaville,
Icehouse,
The Fugs,
The Victims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Lynne,
Mandrill,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
In Retrospect,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers,
Eric Copeland,
The Cure,
Kas Product,
The Cowsills,
The Blackbyrds,
The Misunderstood,
The Kinks,
Gong,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Stooges,
Flipper,
The Beau Brummels,
Erykah Badu,
Rod Modell,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.