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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Ice-T to the grunge 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Harmonia,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Darondo,
Sugar Minott,
The Birthday Party,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultra Naté,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy Collins,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
E-Dancer,
The Seeds,
The Wake,
Cybotron,
Maleditus Sound,
Infiniti,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Last Poets,
the Association,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gun Club,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cecil Taylor,
Marshall Jefferson,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slick Rick,
PIL,
The Move,
Black Sheep,
Nico,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moebius,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Make Up,
Hardrive,
Scratch Acid,
Derrick Morgan,
Eden Ahbez,
Audionom,
Crime,
Isaac Hayes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Parrish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marmalade,
The Slits,
Barrington Levy,
Con Funk Shun,
Gregory Isaacs,
Groovy Waters,
Severed Heads,
Avey Tare,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cheater Slicks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Freddie Wadling,
Aural Exciters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.