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 Mali and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Minor Threat to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Minor Threat,
Ken Boothe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
LL Cool J,
Skaos,
Gang of Four,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rekid,
Gang Green,
The Cowsills,
Accadde A,
Drexciya,
Quando Quango,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Faust,
a-ha,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Style,
Mission of Burma,
The Pretty Things,
Nas,
Stiv Bators,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Todd Rundgren,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wally Richardson,
The Fall,
The Flesh Eaters,
Skarface,
Alison Limerick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sonics,
Jeff Lynne,
Blancmange,
Gang Gang Dance,
EPMD,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Halsall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Second Layer,
kango's stein massive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Roxette,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Offenders,
Subhumans,
Gong,
The Grass Roots,
Junior Murvin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Animal Collective,
Brick,
Hardrive,
the Swans,
The Star Department,
Franke,
B.T. Express,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.