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 Syria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
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 rhodes 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 New Order to the techno 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Danielle Patucci,
The Detroit Cobras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Monolake,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Order,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Zapp,
Tomorrow,
The Victims,
The Skatalites,
Jeff Mills,
Echospace,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Searchers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eli Mardock,
Nas,
Dennis Brown,
Model 500,
Judy Mowatt,
Stereo Dub,
Agitation Free,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bob Dylan,
Animal Collective,
John Foxx,
The Fire Engines,
Buzzcocks,
Eric Copeland,
The Young Rascals,
Aural Exciters,
Von Mondo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ituana,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fugs,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Vogues,
Grauzone,
Faraquet,
Jandek,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jeff Lynne,
The Doors,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
UT,
Soulsonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Dawn Penn,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scion,
Moby Grape,
Urselle,
MC5,
Derrick Morgan,
Suicide,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.