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 Nepal and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mission of Burma to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
Lucky Dragons,
The Tremeloes,
David Axelrod,
Dennis Brown,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moby Grape,
Second Layer,
The Gun Club,
The Invisible,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris & Cosey,
Tom Boy,
Roger Hodgson,
Toni Rubio,
Metal Thangz,
Stetsasonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Japan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
Brick,
Isaac Hayes,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Christie,
Jacques Brel,
Grey Daturas,
Heaven 17,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
MDC,
Sällskapet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
JFA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Porter Ricks,
Peter & Gordon,
Aloha Tigers,
Negative Approach,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zero Boys,
Joyce Sims,
The Litter,
Ronan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Patti Smith,
Ronnie Foster,
Gabor Szabo,
Tim Buckley,
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay,
Cymande,
Gong,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Birthday Party,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
T. Rex,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.