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 Samoa and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the disco 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reagan Youth,
JFA,
Aural Exciters,
Reuben Wilson,
Rod Modell,
Swell Maps,
K-Klass,
Section 25,
The Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
Archie Shepp,
Nick Fraelich,
Moss Icon,
The Residents,
The Move,
Loose Ends,
Intrusion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Carl Craig,
Jawbox,
Cheater Slicks,
Dark Day,
The Real Kids,
Mars,
PIL,
Scion,
Fear,
Ultravox,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drive Like Jehu,
Slick Rick,
Gang Starr,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Danielle Patucci,
Ossler,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
ABBA,
Eric Copeland,
Pantaleimon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marshall Jefferson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
10cc,
Main Source,
Shuggie Otis,
Icehouse,
Aloha Tigers,
Harmonia,
Niagra,
Tropical Tobacco,
48th St. Collective,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sun Ra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Livin' Joy,
Country Teasers,
ABC,
June Days,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Y Pants,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.