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 Azerbaijan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Monks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Drexciya,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Johnny Osbourne,
Saccharine Trust,
Groovy Waters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yaz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dirtbombs,
ABBA,
Excepter,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris Corsano,
The Doors,
Barry Ungar,
Whodini,
Vainqueur,
The Litter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultravox,
The J.B.'s,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nation of Ulysses,
10cc,
Anakelly,
CMW,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New York Dolls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lalann,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ice-T,
Lee Hazlewood,
H. Thieme,
the Bar-Kays,
Scientists,
The Victims,
Nas,
The Golliwogs,
Subhumans,
Scan 7,
Judy Mowatt,
Monks,
Jandek,
Skarface,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Wings,
Porter Ricks,
Brothers Johnson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
ABC,
Funkadelic,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.