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 Jordan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Quando Quango,
Reagan Youth,
cv313,
Tomorrow,
The Smiths,
The Walker Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Maurizio,
MDC,
Motorama,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Birthday Party,
Eli Mardock,
The Sound,
The Slits,
E-Dancer,
T.S.O.L.,
Cluster,
Bang On A Can,
Black Pus,
Faraquet,
Ohio Players,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
a-ha,
Black Flag,
Q and Not U,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Funkadelic,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sonic Youth,
Pulsallama,
China Crisis,
Joensuu 1685,
The Associates,
Eden Ahbez,
Vladislav Delay,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Country Teasers,
John Lydon,
The Count Five,
Bluetip,
Gabor Szabo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Steve Hackett,
Sandy B,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Stooges,
The Vogues,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Y Pants,
Zero Boys,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spandau Ballet,
Swell Maps,
Camouflage,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.