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 Salvador.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Scion to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Absolute Body Control,
Royal Trux,
The Smiths,
LL Cool J,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Das Ding,
ABBA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fuzztones,
One Last Wish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pantaleimon,
Nick Fraelich,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fugs,
Black Flag,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lower 48,
Eve St. Jones,
Symarip,
Kenny Larkin,
Deakin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Duran Duran,
The Cowsills,
Isaac Hayes,
The Litter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang Starr,
Easy Going,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blake Baxter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Moleskins,
Newcleus,
Faust,
Dead Boys,
Davy DMX,
Con Funk Shun,
The Happenings,
La Düsseldorf,
Sonic Youth,
Average White Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Model 500,
Altered Images,
UT,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brand Nubian,
Lyres,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Von Mondo,
The Cure,
The Grass Roots,
Animal Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Organ,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.