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 Turkey and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Basic Channel to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Fugazi,
The Cramps,
Sparks,
Eve St. Jones,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare,
Nas,
Groovy Waters,
Gichy Dan,
Marmalade,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Flag,
Massinfluence,
The Offenders,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yaz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mad Mike,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Iggy Pop,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Smoke,
Silicon Teens,
Bush Tetras,
June Days,
Josef K,
Lalo Schifrin,
La Düsseldorf,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MDC,
Brick,
The Victims,
Wings,
The Divine Comedy,
Reuben Wilson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Animal Collective,
Vainqueur,
Spandau Ballet,
Niagra,
Black Pus,
R.M.O.,
AZ,
Hoover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delta 5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ronnie Foster,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter & Gordon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Au Pairs,
the Bar-Kays,
Q and Not U,
Bronski Beat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.