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 Rwanda and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pole to the jazz 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Roxette,
X-101,
Whodini,
The United States of America,
Hoover,
CMW,
Rites of Spring,
Duran Duran,
Minny Pops,
Ornette Coleman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Simply Red,
Alphaville,
Niagra,
Max Romeo,
Basic Channel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Wake,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oneida,
Model 500,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Knickerbockers,
Lower 48,
Swell Maps,
D'Angelo,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Green,
Harpers Bizarre,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Moon,
Jerry's Kids,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
K-Klass,
The Seeds,
Minor Threat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Connie Case,
Dual Sessions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Matthew Bourne,
The Gun Club,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
KRS-One,
The Victims,
Tropical Tobacco,
kango's stein massive,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aswad,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.