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 Italy and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Essential Logic to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Ohio Players,
Masters at Work,
Urselle,
Royal Trux,
Flash Fearless,
Simply Red,
Zero Boys,
The Fugs,
Funkadelic,
Y Pants,
Suicide,
Cal Tjader,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Babytalk,
Moby Grape,
Rod Modell,
Quando Quango,
Joensuu 1685,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gichy Dan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Techniques,
The Trojans,
Harry Pussy,
Joe Finger,
Nick Fraelich,
Grandmaster Flash,
Circle Jerks,
Grey Daturas,
Mad Mike,
Popol Vuh,
Carl Craig,
Von Mondo,
Kerri Chandler,
Pantytec,
Moebius,
Davy DMX,
The Gories,
Bronski Beat,
Bobby Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
cv313,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
the Normal,
Archie Shepp,
John Holt,
Toni Rubio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Piero Umiliani,
Susan Cadogan,
Chrome,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerrie Biddell,
Leonard Cohen,
Deepchord,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Japan,
The Saints,
Crime,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.