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 Sweden and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Barry Ungar to the rock 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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Janne Schatter,
Vladislav Delay,
Amazonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Audionom,
Heaven 17,
Brass Construction,
Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
Television,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joyce Sims,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The New Christs,
The Toasters,
Franke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Barry Ungar,
Yusef Lateef,
Neu!,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Terry,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Pretty Things,
Newcleus,
Negative Approach,
Stiv Bators,
Al Stewart,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Clear Light,
The Slits,
Cameo,
kango's stein massive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yaz,
Cymande,
Dave Gahan,
Buzzcocks,
Rakim,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Sneak,
Public Image Ltd.,
World's Most,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Metal Thangz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ash Ra Tempel,
cv313,
The Shadows of Knight,
Funky Four + One,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.