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 Russia and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lucky Dragons to the jazz 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron 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 spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Barry Ungar,
Yaz,
U.S. Maple,
Animal Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Misunderstood,
The Seeds,
World's Most,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ornette Coleman,
OOIOO,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roy Ayers,
the Sonics,
The Standells,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Robert Hood,
Sandy B,
Junior Murvin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Parry Music,
Glenn Branca,
Oneida,
Shuggie Otis,
Toni Rubio,
Heaven 17,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Idris Muhammad,
Infiniti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Massinfluence,
Young Marble Giants,
Excepter,
Soulsonic Force,
Simply Red,
Iggy Pop,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bush Tetras,
Malaria!,
UT,
The Evens,
The Martian,
Harpers Bizarre,
Leonard Cohen,
KRS-One,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fatback Band,
The Skatalites,
The Count Five,
the Human League,
The Move,
Donald Byrd,
The Flesh Eaters,
K-Klass,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ultra Naté,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.