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 Dominica and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Althea and Donna to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
The Victims,
AZ,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Lakeside,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang Green,
Vainqueur,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ohio Players,
Eric B and Rakim,
Arcadia,
Cluster,
B.T. Express,
Underground Resistance,
Minutemen,
Audionom,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Walker Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Barry Ungar,
Deakin,
Faraquet,
MDC,
Lalann,
Siglo XX,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lindisfarne,
Adolescents,
Electric Light Orchestra,
JFA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Godley & Creme,
Pierre Henry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Q and Not U,
Ludus,
Negative Approach,
Clear Light,
Dual Sessions,
Angry Samoans,
DNA,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young,
Severed Heads,
China Crisis,
the Association,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quadrant,
The Red Krayola,
Metal Thangz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Byrd,
48th St. Collective,
Cheater Slicks,
The Alarm Clocks,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.