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 Poland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe 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 Tommy Roe to the dance 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Dennis Brown,
Country Teasers,
Skaos,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Essential Logic,
Cybotron,
Swans,
Symarip,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Main Source,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Mummies,
Nils Olav,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Buckinghams,
Jeff Mills,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Curtis Mayfield,
Funkadelic,
Scott Walker,
Slave,
Johnny Clarke,
Cecil Taylor,
Joe Finger,
John Lydon,
Glenn Branca,
The Evens,
The Doors,
Schoolly D,
The Searchers,
The Red Krayola,
Yaz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Masters at Work,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Skatalites,
Make Up,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Danielle Patucci,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nick Fraelich,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Axelrod,
Metal Thangz,
Oblivians,
Kayak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pere Ubu,
Thee Headcoats,
Terry Callier,
Saccharine Trust,
F. McDonald,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Machine,
PIL,
Trumans Water,
Godley & Creme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.