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 Azerbaijan and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 Tres Demented to the rap 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
James White and The Blacks,
Radiohead,
Gichy Dan,
Kas Product,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Popol Vuh,
Newcleus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mojo Men,
The Zeros,
John Foxx,
Erasure,
Henry Cow,
U.S. Maple,
Pet Shop Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Saccharine Trust,
Mad Mike,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barrington Levy,
Moebius,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joy Division,
Eurythmics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
DNA,
The Selecter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Index,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sällskapet,
Section 25,
The Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Toni Rubio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brand Nubian,
Jawbox,
Kurtis Blow,
In Retrospect,
Crispian St. Peters,
Symarip,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Slits,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Amon Düül,
Mars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skriet,
The Doors,
Morten Harket,
Spandau Ballet,
Stereo Dub,
The Sonics,
Sister Nancy,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.