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 Uzbekistan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Maleditus Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
John Coltrane,
Grauzone,
Morten Harket,
Yellowson,
T.S.O.L.,
X-101,
Jandek,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Section 25,
Donald Byrd,
Donny Hathaway,
Oneida,
Minnie Riperton,
kango's stein massive,
The Music Machine,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dennis Brown,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rekid,
The Neon Judgement,
Y Pants,
Essential Logic,
Erykah Badu,
Aaron Thompson,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eric Dolphy,
The New Christs,
The Birthday Party,
The Evens,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sex Pistols,
The Move,
Howard Jones,
LL Cool J,
Scrapy,
The Vogues,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Altered Images,
David McCallum,
Scion,
Bluetip,
Soft Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sexual Harrassment,
Heaven 17,
Bad Manners,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brass Construction,
DJ Style,
Tommy Roe,
Basic Channel,
Prince Buster,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rotary Connection,
Alison Limerick,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.