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 Peru and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba 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 Traffic Nightmare to the grime 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Barry Ungar,
The Slits,
Aural Exciters,
Cheater Slicks,
Tears for Fears,
Darondo,
Accadde A,
Don Cherry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Real Kids,
Gang of Four,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marine Girls,
Althea and Donna,
Toni Rubio,
Chris Corsano,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Radiohead,
Ultra Naté,
Tomorrow,
Royal Trux,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aaron Thompson,
Albert Ayler,
Excepter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New Age Steppers,
cv313,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sixth Finger,
Kas Product,
Intrusion,
Lucky Dragons,
Patti Smith,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crime,
Mo-Dettes,
Con Funk Shun,
Soulsonic Force,
The Leaves,
Mantronix,
Godley & Creme,
Public Enemy,
Colin Newman,
Masters at Work,
Pylon,
Reagan Youth,
X-102,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pagans,
Altered Images,
Chris & Cosey,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.