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 Dominica and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Hashim to the crunk 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sun Ra,
Whodini,
Cal Tjader,
Maurizio,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bush Tetras,
Alphaville,
Radio Birdman,
Nirvana,
UT,
Deakin,
LL Cool J,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neil Young,
OOIOO,
Das Ding,
Harmonia,
David Axelrod,
Fear,
cv313,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pantytec,
the Germs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camouflage,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Vladislav Delay,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Von Mondo,
Quando Quango,
Wasted Youth,
Goldenarms,
Sam Rivers,
Sight & Sound,
Newcleus,
Ronan,
James White and The Blacks,
Vainqueur,
Average White Band,
Amazonics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ludus,
The Count Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Absolute Body Control,
Mars,
Warsaw,
The Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Cale,
Dark Day,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bluetip,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Faust,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.