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 Spain and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
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 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 Robert Palmer 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 Chrome to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pagans,
Blake Baxter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rotary Connection,
The Remains,
Funkadelic,
Graham Central Station,
June Days,
T. Rex,
Eve St. Jones,
cv313,
Intrusion,
The Neon Judgement,
Dead Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jandek,
Organ,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Busters,
Harpers Bizarre,
A Certain Ratio,
Magazine,
Arcadia,
The Associates,
Sällskapet,
The Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
Dennis Brown,
Flash Fearless,
Jacques Brel,
One Last Wish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fatback Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Desert Stars,
Chris Corsano,
Wally Richardson,
Q65,
Cheater Slicks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sandy B,
Shuggie Otis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grey Daturas,
OOIOO,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Y Pants,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Neil Young,
The Selecter,
Pere Ubu,
Porter Ricks,
the Germs,
Drexciya,
Tim Buckley,
Public Enemy,
Visage,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.