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 Ukraine and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Pantaleimon to the jazz 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Evens,
Jerry's Kids,
Drexciya,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Carl Craig,
Idris Muhammad,
Gichy Dan,
Rekid,
Lyres,
The Music Machine,
UT,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Busters,
Quantec,
Todd Rundgren,
Dennis Brown,
The Moody Blues,
Rapeman,
Soft Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Swans,
Con Funk Shun,
Warren Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
Desert Stars,
The Wake,
Severed Heads,
Iggy Pop,
Sight & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
The Pop Group,
Kaleidoscope,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skriet,
The Doors,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Slits,
Quadrant,
Erykah Badu,
Barry Ungar,
Sugar Minott,
LL Cool J,
Shuggie Otis,
Nik Kershaw,
Spoonie Gee,
Zero Boys,
Qualms,
Lucky Dragons,
Arthur Verocai,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.