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 Honduras and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Doors to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Basic Channel,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
EPMD,
The Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arthur Verocai,
Eurythmics,
Scratch Acid,
Piero Umiliani,
Dark Day,
Nas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eden Ahbez,
Masters at Work,
Kenny Larkin,
Albert Ayler,
Yellowson,
Bush Tetras,
Eve St. Jones,
The Electric Prunes,
Malaria!,
Faust,
Monolake,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxette,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Letta Mbulu,
Second Layer,
Massinfluence,
Donny Hathaway,
Archie Shepp,
Angry Samoans,
Quantec,
Babytalk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cowsills,
Toni Rubio,
Magazine,
The Dirtbombs,
Public Enemy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tomorrow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Flag,
Minutemen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
cv313,
D'Angelo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Doors,
Harmonia,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.