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 Toronto.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Whodini to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Offenders,
Archie Shepp,
Grauzone,
the Normal,
Wasted Youth,
Qualms,
Magazine,
the Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Johnny Clarke,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Slick Rick,
DJ Sneak,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
Section 25,
Maurizio,
Steve Hackett,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Clear Light,
Barry Ungar,
Television,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
The Toasters,
Vladislav Delay,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nils Olav,
Agitation Free,
Roy Ayers,
Simply Red,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crime,
The Dave Clark Five,
Guru Guru,
Radiohead,
The Velvet Underground,
The Searchers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Invisible,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
Crooked Eye,
Black Flag,
Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
The Fire Engines,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harmonia,
X-Ray Spex,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boredoms,
The Vogues,
The Walker Brothers,
Sight & Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.