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 Russia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 Philadelphia and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the rock 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Slick Rick,
Monks,
Panda Bear,
The Remains,
The Music Machine,
Heaven 17,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Five Americans,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Victims,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tres Demented,
Kenny Larkin,
PIL,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
The Tremeloes,
The Trojans,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
Don Cherry,
Tommy Roe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Davy DMX,
ABC,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eddi Front,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed,
Black Pus,
Spandau Ballet,
Bootsy Collins,
Camberwell Now,
Ronnie Foster,
The Saints,
Cal Tjader,
Minutemen,
Depeche Mode,
Fluxion,
The Blues Magoos,
Youth Brigade,
Duran Duran,
The Index,
Ornette Coleman,
Freddie Wadling,
Robert Hood,
The Barracudas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Drexciya,
The Knickerbockers,
Second Layer,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
LL Cool J,
Kayak,
Flash Fearless,
Neu!,
Al Stewart,
Rosa Yemen,
Aural Exciters,
Groovy Waters,
David Bowie,
The Red Krayola,
Rod Modell,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.