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 Madagascar and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Connie Case to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Jawbox,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Janne Schatter,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Organ,
The Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sam Rivers,
Minor Threat,
Faraquet,
Marc Almond,
Marshall Jefferson,
Black Moon,
ABC,
Alphaville,
the Soft Cell,
The Velvet Underground,
Dave Gahan,
The Gladiators,
The Toasters,
Camouflage,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
Shuggie Otis,
John Lydon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
In Retrospect,
Yazoo,
Alice Coltrane,
Dawn Penn,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Minutemen,
Darondo,
The Motions,
The Monks,
Vainqueur,
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blossom Toes,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Human League,
Ronan,
Eli Mardock,
Alison Limerick,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
Lou Reed,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
L. Decosne,
Dark Day,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kerri Chandler,
Mandrill,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Section 25,
Pagans,
Joe Smooth,
Black Bananas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.