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 Australia and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 The Gun Club to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Blancmange,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Oneida,
Prince Buster,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fear,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barry Ungar,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Soft Cell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Panda Bear,
X-Ray Spex,
Surgeon,
Con Funk Shun,
Underground Resistance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Reuben Wilson,
Zapp,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Swans,
X-101,
Severed Heads,
The Five Americans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mad Mike,
Ice-T,
Ultimate Spinach,
Babytalk,
Rotary Connection,
Jeff Mills,
Erasure,
10cc,
H. Thieme,
The Pop Group,
Traffic Nightmare,
China Crisis,
Wally Richardson,
Arab on Radar,
The Fire Engines,
The New Christs,
Anakelly,
The Star Department,
Smog,
Girls At Our Best!,
Davy DMX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Au Pairs,
Ludus,
The Litter,
Dead Boys,
Lakeside,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Schoolly D,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Q65,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.