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 Venezuela 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Guru Guru 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Move,
The Five Americans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mad Mike,
Sonic Youth,
Pagans,
Ossler,
Agitation Free,
Lower 48,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lalann,
Delta 5,
The Zeros,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nils Olav,
Average White Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Brothers Johnson,
Kerri Chandler,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Piero Umiliani,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lindisfarne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gong,
The Evens,
Black Moon,
Malaria!,
Alice Coltrane,
T. Rex,
LL Cool J,
Gastr Del Sol,
Judy Mowatt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rakim,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roy Ayers,
The Seeds,
Supertramp,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Detroit Cobras,
CMW,
The Barracudas,
Ice-T,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Happenings,
Simply Red,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
10cc,
Lyres,
Main Source,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Maurizio,
Man Eating Sloth,
The J.B.'s,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.