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 Pakistan and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Electric Prunes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Groovy Waters,
Circle Jerks,
Scientists,
Reagan Youth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dual Sessions,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Oblivians,
JFA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Prince Buster,
Amazonics,
Chrome,
Jeff Mills,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brick,
The Moleskins,
The Gories,
The Associates,
The Gladiators,
10cc,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
Yazoo,
Reuben Wilson,
Quantec,
Negative Approach,
Desert Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Mr. Review,
The Saints,
The Monks,
Janne Schatter,
Dave Gahan,
Basic Channel,
Brass Construction,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Goldenarms,
Godley & Creme,
Thompson Twins,
Crooked Eye,
The Zeros,
The Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
Wings,
Marc Almond,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Y Pants,
Todd Rundgren,
Tim Buckley,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mark Hollis,
Idris Muhammad,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Easy Going,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.