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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Television to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aaron Thompson,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Echospace,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nico,
Can,
John Coltrane,
Khruangbin,
Amon Düül II,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sandy B,
The Star Department,
The Leaves,
Oneida,
Junior Murvin,
Sarah Menescal,
The Saints,
Gang Green,
10cc,
Judy Mowatt,
Skarface,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soft Cell,
MDC,
Hasil Adkins,
Man Parrish,
Deadbeat,
Hardrive,
Eve St. Jones,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lindisfarne,
This Heat,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ronnie Foster,
Zero Boys,
Lower 48,
The Doobie Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nas,
Clear Light,
Groovy Waters,
The Wake,
The Electric Prunes,
Banda Bassotti,
The Selecter,
New Age Steppers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Qualms,
The Durutti Column,
Black Pus,
Metal Thangz,
Bill Wells,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Main Source,
Rosa Yemen,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.