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 Greece and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Minor Threat to the rock 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Wire,
Derrick May,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Iggy Pop,
Motorama,
Leonard Cohen,
Scion,
The Sonics,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mo-Dettes,
Half Japanese,
The Last Poets,
Warsaw,
Dead Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kayak,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Tremeloes,
Scientists,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
The Count Five,
Kas Product,
Barbara Tucker,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
The Stooges,
Minny Pops,
Fear,
The Invisible,
Q and Not U,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Anakelly,
John Coltrane,
Lucky Dragons,
The Monks,
Camberwell Now,
Isaac Hayes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Slackers,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric B and Rakim,
Animal Collective,
Rosa Yemen,
Juan Atkins,
Depeche Mode,
The Buckinghams,
Fela Kuti,
Sister Nancy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Nirvana,
John Lydon,
Simply Red,
Marcia Griffiths,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.