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 Dominican Republic and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet 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 Boredoms to the grunge 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Sällskapet,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
K-Klass,
The Moody Blues,
cv313,
Chris & Cosey,
Stockholm Monsters,
Connie Case,
The Vogues,
The Skatalites,
Jacob Miller,
Ken Boothe,
John Lydon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless,
Rhythm & Sound,
Index,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
The Golliwogs,
EPMD,
Lalann,
UT,
Magazine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Desert Stars,
Drexciya,
The Fortunes,
Roger Hodgson,
PIL,
Bill Near,
The Slackers,
Soulsonic Force,
The Kinks,
Davy DMX,
Brand Nubian,
Moss Icon,
The Blackbyrds,
Theoretical Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Faust,
Jacques Brel,
Section 25,
Main Source,
Kurtis Blow,
The Pop Group,
Don Cherry,
Blossom Toes,
Lightning Bolt,
Bad Manners,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nico,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.