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 the UAE and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb 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 JFA to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Model 500,
Severed Heads,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marshall Jefferson,
These Immortal Souls,
Motorama,
The Doors,
Parry Music,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bad Manners,
Cameo,
X-101,
Rhythm & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cluster,
Lower 48,
Rod Modell,
Television Personalities,
Procol Harum,
Deadbeat,
Barclay James Harvest,
New Age Steppers,
Pulsallama,
Barrington Levy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Depeche Mode,
Suburban Knight,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Gang Dance,
Banda Bassotti,
Jacob Miller,
The Last Poets,
a-ha,
Ultra Naté,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pylon,
Second Layer,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Sonics,
Pole,
Brand Nubian,
Chris & Cosey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Man Eating Sloth,
F. McDonald,
Loose Ends,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bobby Womack,
Main Source,
Pantaleimon,
The Victims,
Sällskapet,
Audionom,
L. Decosne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skaos,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.