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 Libya and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb 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 Bluetip to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Jeff Lynne,
Letta Mbulu,
Scan 7,
Inner City,
Country Teasers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terrestrial Tones,
Matthew Bourne,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Neil Young,
Model 500,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cheater Slicks,
Chris & Cosey,
Amon Düül,
Japan,
Minor Threat,
Easy Going,
Von Mondo,
The Birthday Party,
Ornette Coleman,
R.M.O.,
The Vogues,
Cymande,
The Slackers,
Dual Sessions,
Nico,
Lightning Bolt,
The Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
David McCallum,
Chrome,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soul II Soul,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Underground Resistance,
The Associates,
Isaac Hayes,
Cybotron,
Reagan Youth,
Severed Heads,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott Heron,
Junior Murvin,
Kurtis Blow,
Connie Case,
The Pretty Things,
Soft Cell,
The Remains,
Bobby Womack,
The Zeros,
Gang Green,
Robert Hood,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
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.