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 Mexico and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Piero Umiliani to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jandek,
Patti Smith,
Fluxion,
Anakelly,
Aswad,
Pharoah Sanders,
Unwound,
The Victims,
Frankie Knuckles,
Vainqueur,
The Kinks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Slits,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Skatalites,
Throbbing Gristle,
Iggy Pop,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bauhaus,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Glenn Branca,
Pere Ubu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
F. McDonald,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Association,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Modern Lovers,
Y Pants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gregory Isaacs,
Underground Resistance,
Mantronix,
Sister Nancy,
Wasted Youth,
Reagan Youth,
Minnie Riperton,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Moss Icon,
The New Christs,
Jawbox,
The Trojans,
Newcleus,
FM Einheit,
Maurizio,
Boz Scaggs,
Desert Stars,
The Five Americans,
Outsiders,
Black Bananas,
Massinfluence,
Skaos,
Siglo XX,
Harmonia,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Evens,
Tomorrow,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.