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 Germany and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pole to the punk 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Los Fastidios,
David Axelrod,
Tres Demented,
Sarah Menescal,
The Toasters,
The Smoke,
The Techniques,
The Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Sonny Sharrock,
Quadrant,
Black Flag,
Yellowson,
Von Mondo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers,
The Birthday Party,
Visage,
Sugar Minott,
Albert Ayler,
The Kinks,
Simply Red,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Colin Newman,
The Real Kids,
Little Man,
Sun City Girls,
Minny Pops,
Sister Nancy,
PIL,
Lyres,
Livin' Joy,
Ponytail,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Zero Boys,
Sun Ra,
Davy DMX,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rufus Thomas,
The Blues Magoos,
Henry Cow,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Saints,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
DNA,
Crime,
Oneida,
The Dead C,
The Invisible,
Jeru the Damaja,
H. Thieme,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Smiths,
The Star Department,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yazoo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.