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 Albania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Sonic Youth to the rap 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb 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 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Holt,
Quando Quango,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Foxx,
The Monks,
Ohio Players,
The Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Detroit Cobras,
Malaria!,
PIL,
John Cale,
Siglo XX,
Spoonie Gee,
Boz Scaggs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kenny Larkin,
Man Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Maleditus Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
Letta Mbulu,
Blossom Toes,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Quantec,
Cecil Taylor,
Girls At Our Best!,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Leaves,
The Evens,
Hardrive,
The Walker Brothers,
JFA,
Lower 48,
Audionom,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gabor Szabo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABBA,
Ten City,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Byrd,
Morten Harket,
Monolake,
The Victims,
Sound Behaviour,
Agent Orange,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lucky Dragons,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Animal Collective,
Ronnie Foster,
the Sonics,
Crime,
Black Sheep,
Bush Tetras,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.