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 New Zealand and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Black Bananas to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mojo Men,
The Sonics,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
The Modern Lovers,
Pole,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeff Lynne,
David Axelrod,
Guru Guru,
Marc Almond,
Barry Ungar,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Association,
The Names,
Johnny Clarke,
UT,
Little Man,
Bob Dylan,
Black Pus,
Niagra,
Newcleus,
Fela Kuti,
The Velvet Underground,
Brand Nubian,
Hoover,
Jandek,
Scott Walker,
Au Pairs,
Kenny Larkin,
Chrome,
Don Cherry,
Bauhaus,
Faust,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Sheep,
The Wake,
Masters at Work,
Davy DMX,
Todd Terry,
Aural Exciters,
Maurizio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fall,
Soul II Soul,
Yazoo,
The Cure,
Fat Boys,
Ituana,
Los Fastidios,
The Doors,
Derrick Morgan,
Max Romeo,
The Durutti Column,
Scientists,
Yusef Lateef,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.