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 Venezuela and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Negative Approach 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Lalann,
Erykah Badu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Accadde A,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
JFA,
Minutemen,
Tom Boy,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Gap Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marine Girls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dual Sessions,
Roxy Music,
Alton Ellis,
Bad Manners,
Neu!,
Slave,
the Sonics,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Skaos,
Roger Hodgson,
Public Enemy,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sonic Youth,
Tubeway Army,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Malaria!,
Sam Rivers,
Little Man,
Main Source,
Cameo,
The Mummies,
Stetsasonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
One Last Wish,
The Buckinghams,
Joe Smooth,
Nico,
Jandek,
The Mojo Men,
Audionom,
Andrew Hill,
Todd Terry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed,
Patti Smith,
Black Bananas,
Los Fastidios,
X-101,
Average White Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Das Ding,
T. Rex,
Tomorrow,
The Black Dice,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.