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 South Africa and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Avey Tare to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Franke,
Bill Near,
Graham Central Station,
Fad Gadget,
Pere Ubu,
Sun Ra,
Audionom,
Lindisfarne,
Mantronix,
Eden Ahbez,
Funkadelic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Accadde A,
48th St. Collective,
Jeff Mills,
LL Cool J,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Divine Comedy,
The Beau Brummels,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nik Kershaw,
Oblivians,
Roxette,
The Pop Group,
Public Image Ltd.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Isaac Hayes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Selecter,
Brand Nubian,
The Walker Brothers,
Circle Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Con Funk Shun,
Alphaville,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Pus,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Barbara Tucker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Crooked Eye,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mad Mike,
Deadbeat,
The Gories,
Dead Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Rundgren,
Bang On A Can,
Niagra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q65,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Banda Bassotti,
MC5,
K-Klass,
Nico,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.