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 Cyprus and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Boogie Down Productions to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
The Music Machine,
The Smoke,
Tomorrow,
A Certain Ratio,
Pulsallama,
Ossler,
CMW,
Peter & Gordon,
Lindisfarne,
The Cowsills,
Glenn Branca,
Marshall Jefferson,
Don Cherry,
Rites of Spring,
Matthew Halsall,
Alison Limerick,
Lower 48,
The Detroit Cobras,
AZ,
Ornette Coleman,
The Wake,
Minor Threat,
Flipper,
The Kinks,
Pylon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Glambeats Corp.,
Parry Music,
Niagra,
The Searchers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Circle Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terry Callier,
Sixth Finger,
David McCallum,
The Divine Comedy,
Joy Division,
Quadrant,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Zapp,
Jandek,
Black Pus,
Nirvana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stetsasonic,
Derrick May,
Khruangbin,
The Sonics,
Ponytail,
The Move,
Boz Scaggs,
The Count Five,
Michelle Simonal,
Maurizio,
Pantytec,
The Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.