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 India and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro 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 John Cale to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Public Enemy,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy Collins,
Maurizio,
Bang On A Can,
Sex Pistols,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Harpers Bizarre,
Audionom,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The United States of America,
Newcleus,
Wire,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aloha Tigers,
Rekid,
Ludus,
Eden Ahbez,
Excepter,
Quando Quango,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
DJ Style,
Pole,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Hood,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Count Five,
Crispy Ambulance,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
Anthony Braxton,
Bad Manners,
Faraquet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
PIL,
Scratch Acid,
Ornette Coleman,
Outsiders,
Nils Olav,
David Axelrod,
Jerry's Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fortunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Standells,
Roxette,
Trumans Water,
The Red Krayola,
Skaos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Flash Fearless,
The Dead C,
Lalann,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Byron Stingily,
Curtis Mayfield,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.