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 Grenada and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Wire to the disco 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
Davy DMX,
Excepter,
The Smiths,
Mandrill,
Country Teasers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gun Club,
Sixth Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
Todd Rundgren,
T.S.O.L.,
Little Man,
Eric Copeland,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sandy B,
Joey Negro,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minnie Riperton,
The Barracudas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sex Pistols,
Nirvana,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flipper,
Lightning Bolt,
Absolute Body Control,
Stereo Dub,
The Angels of Light,
New York Dolls,
Carl Craig,
The Offenders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Parry Music,
This Heat,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
The Birthday Party,
Fear,
Ice-T,
The Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
LL Cool J,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Monolake,
Moss Icon,
Magma,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jandek,
Public Image Ltd.,
Boredoms,
the Sonics,
The Blackbyrds,
Colin Newman,
The Evens,
Panda Bear,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.