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 Samoa and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare 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 Kool Moe Dee to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Barbara Tucker,
Altered Images,
Boz Scaggs,
Nico,
Soul II Soul,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Audionom,
Faust,
ABC,
Anakelly,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Red Krayola,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Nirvana,
Blake Baxter,
Newcleus,
Minnie Riperton,
the Swans,
Bluetip,
Cecil Taylor,
Derrick Morgan,
Average White Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Royal Trux,
The Moody Blues,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
The Blackbyrds,
The Doors,
The Human League,
Soul Sonic Force,
Swans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pagans,
Vainqueur,
Niagra,
Ten City,
Public Image Ltd.,
Clear Light,
Trumans Water,
Graham Central Station,
Carl Craig,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cowsills,
Intrusion,
Nick Fraelich,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fugs,
Agent Orange,
Pole,
The Wake,
Maurizio,
Throbbing Gristle,
Monolake,
Funky Four + One,
Agitation Free,
Shoche,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.