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 Haiti and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Zeros to the rap 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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Judy Mowatt,
Index,
Tomorrow,
Tim Buckley,
Magazine,
Fear,
Brass Construction,
Iggy Pop,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dead Boys,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Finger,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deepchord,
Idris Muhammad,
Symarip,
Soul II Soul,
Yellowson,
Gabor Szabo,
Cheater Slicks,
Harmonia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sandy B,
Flash Fearless,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aswad,
The Smiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David McCallum,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Con Funk Shun,
The Leaves,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pere Ubu,
Heaven 17,
The Vogues,
Tres Demented,
Radio Birdman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
World's Most,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The American Breed,
Slick Rick,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Five Americans,
Quando Quango,
Oneida,
Supertramp,
the Germs,
Massinfluence,
Stetsasonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Marine Girls,
Black Flag,
Quantec,
Marmalade,
Bang On A Can,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.