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 Afghanistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the guitar 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 Carl Craig to the dance 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
48th St. Collective,
Heaven 17,
The Blackbyrds,
Vainqueur,
In Retrospect,
The Gap Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerri Chandler,
Grauzone,
One Last Wish,
Shuggie Otis,
Pantytec,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stetsasonic,
Desert Stars,
Skriet,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neu!,
Technova,
Gang Green,
Minutemen,
The Five Americans,
The Cure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jawbox,
EPMD,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Bananas,
Sällskapet,
Camouflage,
The Grass Roots,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Howard Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Monochrome Set,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
CMW,
Schoolly D,
JFA,
Colin Newman,
Oblivians,
The United States of America,
Don Cherry,
ABC,
Rotary Connection,
Mars,
LL Cool J,
Whodini,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barry Ungar,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hasil Adkins,
The Invisible,
The Modern Lovers,
Idris Muhammad,
The Motions,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.