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 Marshall Islands and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar 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 Grandmaster Flash to the punk 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
E-Dancer,
Thompson Twins,
Minor Threat,
Goldenarms,
Rod Modell,
In Retrospect,
Urselle,
The Slackers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hoover,
Steve Hackett,
Camouflage,
Brothers Johnson,
DJ Sneak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Durutti Column,
Jacques Brel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bill Near,
Y Pants,
Ornette Coleman,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Move,
Kaleidoscope,
Kevin Saunderson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Unwound,
The Knickerbockers,
Lower 48,
Amon Düül II,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Blancmange,
Anthony Braxton,
Alice Coltrane,
Cheater Slicks,
The Residents,
Nico,
The Electric Prunes,
This Heat,
Jacob Miller,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
John Foxx,
Fat Boys,
Marine Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joensuu 1685,
Brass Construction,
Howard Jones,
The Selecter,
Toni Rubio,
Eve St. Jones,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.