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 Nauru and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lebanon Hanover to the grunge 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Neil Young,
The Invisible,
Newcleus,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Leonard Cohen,
The Victims,
Bang On A Can,
Albert Ayler,
Minny Pops,
Al Stewart,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dave Clark Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Fall,
Cabaret Voltaire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yazoo,
Pylon,
Kurtis Blow,
JFA,
Pere Ubu,
Roxette,
The Walker Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Barracudas,
Michelle Simonal,
Section 25,
Neu!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Whodini,
Joy Division,
Harmonia,
Maleditus Sound,
Joe Finger,
Japan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Modern Lovers,
Hasil Adkins,
F. McDonald,
Mandrill,
The Sonics,
Hashim,
Motorama,
Scientists,
Ronnie Foster,
Unrelated Segments,
Rakim,
Boz Scaggs,
Angry Samoans,
Lightning Bolt,
Can,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crash Course in Science,
Dennis Brown,
KRS-One,
Faraquet,
Mission of Burma,
Lower 48,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.