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 Jamaica and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Germs to the funk 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Spoonie Gee,
Donny Hathaway,
The Zeros,
Joyce Sims,
Derrick May,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Hood,
Dual Sessions,
Flash Fearless,
Terry Callier,
MDC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Star Department,
the Soft Cell,
The Associates,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fortunes,
Alphaville,
The Fall,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quadrant,
Hardrive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Dirtbombs,
Junior Murvin,
Donald Byrd,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erykah Badu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fire Engines,
ABBA,
Cheater Slicks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soulsonic Force,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marc Almond,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marvin Gaye,
The Barracudas,
Aaron Thompson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mandrill,
The Happenings,
The Five Americans,
Jeff Mills,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Electric Prunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Au Pairs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fugazi,
Eli Mardock,
Grey Daturas,
Rod Modell,
Basic Channel,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.