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 Spain and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Michael McDonald 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 Jandek to the disco 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Bootsy Collins,
ABC,
Eddi Front,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins,
Mo-Dettes,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Sherman,
Metal Thangz,
Stetsasonic,
the Soft Cell,
China Crisis,
EPMD,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
Grey Daturas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
David Bowie,
The Grass Roots,
Massinfluence,
Kerri Chandler,
Suburban Knight,
Byron Stingily,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Amon Düül,
Mr. Review,
Rosa Yemen,
UT,
Jacques Brel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dead Boys,
R.M.O.,
The Monks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Fall,
The Cramps,
The Fuzztones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Barracudas,
Graham Central Station,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bluetip,
Second Layer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Erykah Badu,
Das Ding,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Surgeon,
Kurtis Blow,
Michelle Simonal,
Motorama,
Ultimate Spinach,
Organ,
The Black Dice,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.