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 Serbia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Saccharine Trust to the disco 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Boredoms,
Sam Rivers,
Das Ding,
The New Christs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scratch Acid,
Byron Stingily,
Black Sheep,
Pere Ubu,
Hardrive,
Rosa Yemen,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Minnie Riperton,
Lalo Schifrin,
Negative Approach,
Cameo,
Model 500,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Cale,
Kaleidoscope,
Aural Exciters,
The Names,
Nation of Ulysses,
DJ Sneak,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smiths,
Andrew Hill,
Ultra Naté,
Livin' Joy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Girls At Our Best!,
MC5,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
a-ha,
The Searchers,
Fatback Band,
JFA,
Siglo XX,
Barrington Levy,
Saccharine Trust,
Sarah Menescal,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Görl,
Minny Pops,
Morten Harket,
The Misunderstood,
The Associates,
Lakeside,
The Real Kids,
The Cure,
Reuben Wilson,
Agent Orange,
Warren Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash,
Patti Smith,
The Human League,
48th St. Collective,
Deakin,
Jerry's Kids,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.