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 Samoa and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moby Grape to the electroclash 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Jawbox,
Archie Shepp,
The Fall,
Country Teasers,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
The Happenings,
Hardrive,
Darondo,
Tim Buckley,
The Electric Prunes,
Main Source,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Youth Brigade,
Flipper,
Interpol,
Joey Negro,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Newcleus,
Gregory Isaacs,
Average White Band,
Mars,
The Five Americans,
Ornette Coleman,
Kayak,
OOIOO,
Mad Mike,
Lungfish,
Steve Hackett,
Brass Construction,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang Gang Dance,
Brand Nubian,
Todd Terry,
Lalann,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tommy Roe,
Second Layer,
Derrick Morgan,
Tomorrow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Surgeon,
Dawn Penn,
Eli Mardock,
Sparks,
The Move,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
FM Einheit,
Cameo,
The Associates,
Babytalk,
Stetsasonic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tres Demented,
World's Most,
The Blackbyrds,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.