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 South Africa and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 EPMD to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone 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?
Scott Walker,
Fluxion,
The Stooges,
Black Sheep,
Y Pants,
The Leaves,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Neil Young,
Davy DMX,
Procol Harum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
EPMD,
Harry Pussy,
Massinfluence,
Cecil Taylor,
Severed Heads,
Donny Hathaway,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Chrome,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Slave,
The Slits,
Crime,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lightning Bolt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drexciya,
New Age Steppers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Electric Prunes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Shuggie Otis,
Newcleus,
Bad Manners,
Soft Cell,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fortunes,
the Bar-Kays,
Bootsy Collins,
Michelle Simonal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scion,
Guru Guru,
Judy Mowatt,
Radiohead,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Johnny Osbourne,
These Immortal Souls,
The Modern Lovers,
Oneida,
Monks,
Nas,
B.T. Express,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joe Smooth,
Motorama,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.