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 Finland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Walker Brothers to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
The Gap Band,
Lower 48,
The Human League,
48th St. Collective,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
Nirvana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Angry Samoans,
Peter & Gordon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Heaven 17,
The Knickerbockers,
the Germs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deakin,
Erykah Badu,
The Fugs,
Duran Duran,
The Leaves,
Joey Negro,
Blake Baxter,
Wire,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Slits,
Brand Nubian,
The Index,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Durutti Column,
Swans,
Nas,
The Seeds,
F. McDonald,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joe Finger,
Hasil Adkins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Con Funk Shun,
Cal Tjader,
Soulsonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grey Daturas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeff Mills,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Quando Quango,
Hot Snakes,
Lungfish,
Amazonics,
Simply Red,
New Order,
Slick Rick,
Minor Threat,
Vainqueur,
Jandek,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.