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 South Africa and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Mission of Burma 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
The Slits,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Section 25,
Ronnie Foster,
Gichy Dan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zapp,
Zero Boys,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Average White Band,
The Pretty Things,
The Blues Magoos,
Masters at Work,
EPMD,
Qualms,
Public Enemy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Michelle Simonal,
Funky Four + One,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Moleskins,
Symarip,
The Walker Brothers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sonics,
The Searchers,
Jeff Mills,
Terry Callier,
Bluetip,
kango's stein massive,
Tears for Fears,
Adolescents,
Roxy Music,
JFA,
Ossler,
Traffic Nightmare,
B.T. Express,
The Victims,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sex Pistols,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joyce Sims,
OOIOO,
Mars,
Bob Dylan,
June Days,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Girls At Our Best!,
Franke,
The Fire Engines,
Kas Product,
Bizarre Inc.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cameo,
Soul II Soul,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.