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 Austria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 David Bowie 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 Pussy Galore to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiohead,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Television Personalities,
Aural Exciters,
Youth Brigade,
UT,
John Holt,
Fear,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fire Engines,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Moon,
Suburban Knight,
Soul II Soul,
Bauhaus,
Hashim,
Lalo Schifrin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dawn Penn,
The Wake,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Japan,
Sonic Youth,
Jeff Mills,
The Blackbyrds,
Moebius,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong,
Faust,
Adolescents,
Davy DMX,
Moss Icon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Severed Heads,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
X-101,
Lyres,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Count Five,
Donald Byrd,
These Immortal Souls,
Piero Umiliani,
Max Romeo,
Jawbox,
MDC,
Michelle Simonal,
Sam Rivers,
Boogie Down Productions,
This Heat,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Al Stewart,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.