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 East Timor and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Michael McDonald 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 Fugazi to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Agent Orange,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Minny Pops,
The Doors,
Television,
The Gun Club,
JFA,
Minutemen,
Gang of Four,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Invisible,
Erasure,
Pantaleimon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lou Reed,
Tom Boy,
K-Klass,
Brothers Johnson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delta 5,
The Fuzztones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fugs,
New Order,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ice-T,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlback,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Techniques,
Jawbox,
Sight & Sound,
Hashim,
The Litter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Whodini,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick Morgan,
Marine Girls,
The Dirtbombs,
Thee Headcoats,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mission of Burma,
Rakim,
Heaven 17,
the Slits,
The Cowsills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Monolake,
John Lydon,
Lalann,
ABC,
Derrick May,
Black Pus,
Sixth Finger,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
U.S. Maple,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kayak,
EPMD,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.