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 Gabon and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Adolescents to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Au Pairs,
John Cale,
Piero Umiliani,
Pole,
The Smoke,
Magazine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
L. Decosne,
Hasil Adkins,
Panda Bear,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ultravox,
The Blackbyrds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grauzone,
DJ Sneak,
Arthur Verocai,
Smog,
Peter and Kerry,
One Last Wish,
The Evens,
Ponytail,
Avey Tare,
The Stooges,
The Raincoats,
Model 500,
Unwound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wire,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fluxion,
Thee Headcoats,
Monks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
Matthew Bourne,
The Black Dice,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sixth Finger,
Crime,
Joey Negro,
the Soft Cell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scientists,
LL Cool J,
Stockholm Monsters,
Graham Central Station,
David McCallum,
Q and Not U,
The Gories,
Radiopuhelimet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Coltrane,
Supertramp,
Ice-T,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.