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 Brunei and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Deakin to the rock 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
World's Most,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thee Headcoats,
the Slits,
Fluxion,
Gang of Four,
The Sonics,
T.S.O.L.,
Spandau Ballet,
The Young Rascals,
The Skatalites,
The Motions,
Cal Tjader,
Joe Smooth,
Adolescents,
Hot Snakes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wasted Youth,
Morten Harket,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Velvet Underground,
The United States of America,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
DJ Sneak,
June Days,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Beau Brummels,
Rod Modell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tres Demented,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Monochrome Set,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ituana,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cure,
Yellowson,
Liliput,
Jacob Miller,
Toni Rubio,
Nirvana,
DNA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Second Layer,
Andrew Hill,
The Alarm Clocks,
David Axelrod,
Aural Exciters,
Tom Boy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
The Index,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blake Baxter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Warsaw,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.