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 Sri Lanka and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Lower 48 to the disco 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 The Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxy Music,
Josef K,
Black Flag,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moby Grape,
The Selecter,
U.S. Maple,
Suburban Knight,
Radiohead,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Loose Ends,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter and Kerry,
The Associates,
Harmonia,
The Tremeloes,
Japan,
The Vogues,
Connie Case,
Black Moon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Move,
Sugar Minott,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
This Heat,
Dawn Penn,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Davy DMX,
Niagra,
June of 44,
Banda Bassotti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cure,
The Dave Clark Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jacob Miller,
Kool Moe Dee,
Qualms,
Boredoms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Faraquet,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ponytail,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lightning Bolt,
Morten Harket,
Lungfish,
The Monks,
The Fuzztones,
Neu!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Johnny Clarke,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.