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 Mexico and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare 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 Index to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Techniques,
The Black Dice,
B.T. Express,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mr. Review,
Sixth Finger,
Niagra,
Eden Ahbez,
Gichy Dan,
Scientists,
Don Cherry,
the Germs,
X-102,
Delta 5,
Gang of Four,
Ornette Coleman,
Heaven 17,
New Order,
Fatback Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Urselle,
Roxette,
Todd Rundgren,
Derrick Morgan,
Swell Maps,
Robert Hood,
The Litter,
The Misunderstood,
Throbbing Gristle,
Basic Channel,
Wire,
Yusef Lateef,
Television,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Moleskins,
Chris Corsano,
Pussy Galore,
Marmalade,
New Age Steppers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skriet,
Josef K,
The Martian,
Hoover,
Barry Ungar,
Slick Rick,
Organ,
Pantaleimon,
Index,
A Certain Ratio,
June Days,
The Blues Magoos,
The Stooges,
Bauhaus,
the Human League,
Brand Nubian,
The Music Machine,
The Raincoats,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.