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 Uganda and from Hong Kong.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Organ to the crunk 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
The Motions,
Gang Green,
Grauzone,
Mission of Burma,
The Smoke,
The Martian,
Pierre Henry,
Warsaw,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pylon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Names,
FM Einheit,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
K-Klass,
A Certain Ratio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Al Stewart,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Germs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hoover,
Saccharine Trust,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Quadrant,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gun Club,
Deakin,
KRS-One,
Au Pairs,
Matthew Halsall,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
Bootsy Collins,
Audionom,
The Knickerbockers,
Tubeway Army,
Fluxion,
Stiv Bators,
Erasure,
Maurizio,
Scion,
Oneida,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
cv313,
Stetsasonic,
Minny Pops,
Faraquet,
Freddie Wadling,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
Livin' Joy,
Flipper,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Q and Not U,
Nirvana,
Chris & Cosey,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.