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 Slovakia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the rock 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
CMW,
Subhumans,
Funkadelic,
The Cowsills,
Liliput,
PIL,
Motorama,
Darondo,
Main Source,
Jeff Mills,
Soft Cell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bush Tetras,
Pussy Galore,
Loose Ends,
The Smoke,
the Swans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Grass Roots,
Yazoo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radio Birdman,
Fugazi,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New York Dolls,
Matthew Halsall,
The Toasters,
Blake Baxter,
Gabor Szabo,
Thee Headcoats,
Bill Wells,
The Evens,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Marvin Gaye,
DJ Style,
Black Bananas,
Eddi Front,
Oneida,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Agent Orange,
Severed Heads,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moss Icon,
The American Breed,
The Moleskins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Davy DMX,
Angry Samoans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Last Poets,
Deepchord,
Jerry's Kids,
Deadbeat,
Tomorrow,
LL Cool J,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yaz,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.