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 Liberia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
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 snare 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 Underground Resistance to the techno 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
X-102,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aural Exciters,
MC5,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Faust,
AZ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Japan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lakeside,
Sarah Menescal,
Visage,
Camouflage,
Henry Cow,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rosa Yemen,
Procol Harum,
Chris Corsano,
Black Flag,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
a-ha,
Warsaw,
Darondo,
Fugazi,
The Standells,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pantaleimon,
Dennis Brown,
John Coltrane,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slick Rick,
Nation of Ulysses,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Blake Baxter,
the Soft Cell,
Ituana,
The Gap Band,
Agent Orange,
Man Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wolf Eyes,
Scan 7,
The Sonics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
kango's stein massive,
Sugar Minott,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed,
The Gories,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.