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 Finland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Germs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Victims. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swans,
Surgeon,
Ornette Coleman,
Banda Bassotti,
Circle Jerks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pulsallama,
Neu!,
Minor Threat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Yusef Lateef,
The Misunderstood,
Sällskapet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ponytail,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Blues Magoos,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gong,
The Alarm Clocks,
Funky Four + One,
Blake Baxter,
Accadde A,
Iggy Pop,
Oblivians,
Bootsy Collins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pantaleimon,
David McCallum,
Unrelated Segments,
Monolake,
Mars,
Metal Thangz,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roxette,
Leonard Cohen,
Young Marble Giants,
Mark Hollis,
Main Source,
Talk Talk,
The Stooges,
The Mojo Men,
Gang Starr,
Vladislav Delay,
Zapp,
MC5,
Joy Division,
The Count Five,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
Wings,
The Standells,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dual Sessions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Interpol,
Maleditus Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.