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 Colombia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Cosmic Jokers to the disco 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
The Motions,
China Crisis,
DJ Sneak,
Jesper Dahlback,
Jawbox,
Kurtis Blow,
Fatback Band,
Q and Not U,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sight & Sound,
Lower 48,
Soft Machine,
Fear,
Skarface,
Fugazi,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
Junior Murvin,
Can,
Intrusion,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
Mr. Review,
Brand Nubian,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Index,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Second Layer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wings,
Gichy Dan,
John Coltrane,
Visage,
Los Fastidios,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Banda Bassotti,
Angry Samoans,
Vainqueur,
Flash Fearless,
The Raincoats,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ossler,
Fat Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lindisfarne,
Eddi Front,
L. Decosne,
Ultravox,
Royal Trux,
LL Cool J,
The J.B.'s,
Whodini,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Metal Thangz,
Eden Ahbez,
T. Rex,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.