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 Paraguay and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Archie Shepp to the funk 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Joyce Sims,
Model 500,
cv313,
Lou Christie,
Amon Düül,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Essential Logic,
Zero Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Aural Exciters,
Ten City,
Black Sheep,
ABC,
Alphaville,
Jandek,
Ronan,
T. Rex,
Deadbeat,
Groovy Waters,
Public Enemy,
Underground Resistance,
Hoover,
X-101,
Oblivians,
Letta Mbulu,
Oneida,
Mark Hollis,
Joe Finger,
Cameo,
the Human League,
a-ha,
Icehouse,
Cecil Taylor,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sixth Finger,
John Holt,
Nico,
Eric Dolphy,
Connie Case,
David McCallum,
Sparks,
The Walker Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
The Real Kids,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Skriet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Porter Ricks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Wake,
The Index,
Motorama,
The Mummies,
Harpers Bizarre,
LL Cool J,
Cal Tjader,
The United States of America,
World's Most,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scratch Acid,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.