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 Kiribati and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Organ to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
X-101,
Youth Brigade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Faraquet,
Derrick Morgan,
Deakin,
Cluster,
Erasure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Flag,
KRS-One,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Y Pants,
Bootsy Collins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sonic Youth,
Q65,
Goldenarms,
Isaac Hayes,
Banda Bassotti,
Joe Finger,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Con Funk Shun,
Pantaleimon,
Joensuu 1685,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Christie,
Electric Prunes,
Roxette,
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Terry,
The Five Americans,
Lindisfarne,
Ice-T,
Sarah Menescal,
The Last Poets,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bluetip,
Monolake,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Slits,
Camberwell Now,
Nas,
The Monochrome Set,
Pussy Galore,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Doors,
Yellowson,
Wolf Eyes,
Davy DMX,
Al Stewart,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Suicide,
Arthur Verocai,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.