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 Mongolia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the jazz 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
Tubeway Army,
R.M.O.,
Magazine,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Althea and Donna,
Maurizio,
Gang Starr,
Sun City Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
KRS-One,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barbara Tucker,
Amon Düül,
Donny Hathaway,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brand Nubian,
Animal Collective,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Blues Magoos,
Unwound,
Nik Kershaw,
Tom Boy,
The Vogues,
The Monochrome Set,
8 Eyed Spy,
Davy DMX,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Excepter,
Young Marble Giants,
Derrick May,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultra Naté,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Dead C,
T.S.O.L.,
Spandau Ballet,
Robert Hood,
Fugazi,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monks,
Ossler,
David Axelrod,
Agitation Free,
Gastr Del Sol,
FM Einheit,
Man Parrish,
Avey Tare,
The Gun Club,
Flash Fearless,
Glambeats Corp.,
Susan Cadogan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bauhaus,
Little Man,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Babytalk,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.