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 Mongolia and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nation of Ulysses to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Sonic Youth,
Bluetip,
Eve St. Jones,
Harpers Bizarre,
June of 44,
Roy Ayers,
Vainqueur,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker,
Pere Ubu,
Jeff Mills,
Blossom Toes,
X-Ray Spex,
Letta Mbulu,
Chrome,
Kaleidoscope,
Dark Day,
Porter Ricks,
Black Bananas,
Wings,
Black Sheep,
Easy Going,
Wally Richardson,
The Gories,
Bootsy Collins,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lyres,
Jacob Miller,
Drive Like Jehu,
Slick Rick,
Derrick Morgan,
Zero Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eric Dolphy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neu!,
Laurel Aitken,
Grey Daturas,
Lightning Bolt,
PIL,
Barry Ungar,
Kerrie Biddell,
The J.B.'s,
Davy DMX,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pagans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cameo,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes,
DNA,
Faust,
R.M.O.,
Skarface,
The Gap Band,
Adolescents,
Alphaville,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rufus Thomas,
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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.