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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ten City to the dance 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Guru Guru,
A Certain Ratio,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sparks,
Motorama,
Loose Ends,
The Leaves,
Unwound,
Pere Ubu,
Grey Daturas,
Q and Not U,
Suburban Knight,
Arcadia,
Visage,
Todd Terry,
Los Fastidios,
Metal Thangz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dennis Brown,
Oblivians,
Pharoah Sanders,
Harry Pussy,
Mission of Burma,
Eric Dolphy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erykah Badu,
In Retrospect,
Severed Heads,
The Standells,
Deakin,
The Kinks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Sonics,
Joe Smooth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joe Finger,
Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
cv313,
Ultravox,
Basic Channel,
Technova,
Lalann,
Ponytail,
Saccharine Trust,
Hot Snakes,
Quadrant,
The Real Kids,
Gang Green,
Nik Kershaw,
Gichy Dan,
Donald Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Interpol,
Anthony Braxton,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.