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 Australia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Five Americans 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Essential Logic,
Aswad,
Archie Shepp,
Whodini,
Clear Light,
Barbara Tucker,
T. Rex,
Wire,
Audionom,
Zapp,
The Stooges,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Theoretical Girls,
The Invisible,
Easy Going,
Black Sheep,
Rakim,
The American Breed,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sarah Menescal,
Cybotron,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang Starr,
Barrington Levy,
Cal Tjader,
Dawn Penn,
The Fall,
Depeche Mode,
Magma,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Susan Cadogan,
Marmalade,
Aural Exciters,
The Slits,
Eddi Front,
Bobby Sherman,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Machine,
The Saints,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Christie,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dave Gahan,
T.S.O.L.,
Sällskapet,
A Certain Ratio,
Mo-Dettes,
Trumans Water,
Jimmy McGriff,
Electric Prunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Smoke,
The Doobie Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bang On A Can,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.