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 India and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eden Ahbez to the punk 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Simply Red,
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
Bizarre Inc.,
L. Decosne,
Minutemen,
Ponytail,
Neil Young,
Fatback Band,
Hot Snakes,
Joey Negro,
The Invisible,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Traffic Nightmare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stetsasonic,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marvin Gaye,
Swans,
Jandek,
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Cale,
The Music Machine,
The Gap Band,
China Crisis,
Groovy Waters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare,
cv313,
OOIOO,
Nation of Ulysses,
Adolescents,
Connie Case,
The Mojo Men,
Guru Guru,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Country Teasers,
Cal Tjader,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
D'Angelo,
Barbara Tucker,
Scott Walker,
E-Dancer,
Bill Wells,
The Sound,
Schoolly D,
The Cowsills,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Camouflage,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neu!,
Rapeman,
Sister Nancy,
The Gun Club,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.