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 Delhi.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Loose Ends to the techno 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Average White Band,
Schoolly D,
Byron Stingily,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radiohead,
Boredoms,
The Gories,
Unwound,
Yusef Lateef,
Davy DMX,
K-Klass,
Yaz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camouflage,
Cameo,
John Cale,
Guru Guru,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Little Man,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Rundgren,
The Remains,
Sex Pistols,
Flash Fearless,
ABC,
Godley & Creme,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cluster,
DJ Sneak,
Camberwell Now,
The Doors,
Howard Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Panda Bear,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deakin,
Soul II Soul,
The Tremeloes,
CMW,
MDC,
The Pop Group,
Lower 48,
The Beau Brummels,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brick,
Cheater Slicks,
Zero Boys,
Johnny Clarke,
Mandrill,
The Move,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Nick Fraelich,
Motorama,
Flipper,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lalann,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental 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.