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 Tajikistan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro 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 Quantec to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fat Boys,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oblivians,
Gichy Dan,
Electric Prunes,
John Lydon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Warsaw,
Yellowson,
Sound Behaviour,
Sonic Youth,
Maurizio,
Brass Construction,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Harry Pussy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barrington Levy,
Metal Thangz,
Soul Sonic Force,
Smog,
Throbbing Gristle,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Outsiders,
Sparks,
Alice Coltrane,
Rotary Connection,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sam Rivers,
Jacob Miller,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Moss Icon,
Lou Christie,
Brothers Johnson,
The Standells,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
Silicon Teens,
Fugazi,
Lower 48,
John Foxx,
Kerri Chandler,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Index,
Television Personalities,
The Moleskins,
Youth Brigade,
Procol Harum,
Public Enemy,
Audionom,
Reagan Youth,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.