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 Denmark and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 the Bar-Kays to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
The Gap Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Eddi Front,
The Young Rascals,
Eric Copeland,
X-102,
Patti Smith,
Ice-T,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Buzzcocks,
These Immortal Souls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sex Pistols,
Oneida,
Peter & Gordon,
Ituana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ponytail,
Jandek,
DNA,
Loose Ends,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Flag,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The New Christs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scientists,
The Human League,
The Mojo Men,
Johnny Clarke,
Quadrant,
Japan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Robert Hood,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marvin Gaye,
Cymande,
Cheater Slicks,
Ten City,
MDC,
Vainqueur,
The Stooges,
Andrew Hill,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Mills,
Masters at Work,
Warren Ellis,
Todd Terry,
John Cale,
Roxy Music,
the Slits,
Pole,
KRS-One,
Jerry's Kids,
Roy Ayers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nik Kershaw,
The J.B.'s,
Q and Not U,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.