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 Somalia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Rotary Connection,
The Misunderstood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minny Pops,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter and Kerry,
Deepchord,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Görl,
Metal Thangz,
The Raincoats,
Cybotron,
Laurel Aitken,
Skriet,
Suicide,
Eden Ahbez,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harry Pussy,
Bill Near,
Intrusion,
Youth Brigade,
Ronan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mo-Dettes,
Fear,
KRS-One,
Parry Music,
Stiv Bators,
New Age Steppers,
Faraquet,
The New Christs,
Erasure,
Marmalade,
Pierre Henry,
The Moleskins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Archie Shepp,
The Seeds,
The Offenders,
Gong,
The Five Americans,
Unrelated Segments,
EPMD,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fire Engines,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deakin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Danielle Patucci,
Delta 5,
Brothers Johnson,
Joy Division,
Amon Düül,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Swans,
Von Mondo,
The United States of America,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.