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 Ghana and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Audionom to the crunk 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Davy DMX,
Massinfluence,
These Immortal Souls,
Audionom,
One Last Wish,
Nico,
Skaos,
Metal Thangz,
Brothers Johnson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Darondo,
Cecil Taylor,
Joyce Sims,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Qualms,
Fluxion,
Magma,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Holt,
The Buckinghams,
Junior Murvin,
Ultimate Spinach,
UT,
The United States of America,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Blake Baxter,
Kas Product,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Ultravox,
Nas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Deakin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David Axelrod,
Robert Hood,
The Mojo Men,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
The Fugs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
Iggy Pop,
Prince Buster,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Raincoats,
Sparks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Womack,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lindisfarne,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5,
Black Flag,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.