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 Japan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 Lucky Dragons to the rap 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
T.S.O.L.,
Soul II Soul,
The Victims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Golliwogs,
Quantec,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Sheep,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Warsaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Dead Boys,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Flag,
Johnny Clarke,
Model 500,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Happenings,
Pere Ubu,
Minnie Riperton,
Metal Thangz,
Juan Atkins,
The Buckinghams,
Soft Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kenny Larkin,
Amazonics,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Can,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Panda Bear,
Animal Collective,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sight & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Silicon Teens,
Slave,
These Immortal Souls,
Freddie Wadling,
Eddi Front,
Sexual Harrassment,
Colin Newman,
the Soft Cell,
Malaria!,
Terry Callier,
Mark Hollis,
Jandek,
Cecil Taylor,
The Kinks,
Sound Behaviour,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alton Ellis,
Buzzcocks,
Kurtis Blow,
Don Cherry,
The Names,
Pussy Galore,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.