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 Russia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alison Limerick to the rock 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Jerry's Kids,
Johnny Clarke,
Mr. Review,
Lightning Bolt,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-Ray Spex,
Malaria!,
Patti Smith,
The Misunderstood,
The Walker Brothers,
Anthony Braxton,
Half Japanese,
Pharoah Sanders,
Quadrant,
Charles Mingus,
Accadde A,
Symarip,
John Lydon,
CMW,
Duran Duran,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hardrive,
Ice-T,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Amon Düül,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joe Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang of Four,
Drexciya,
Wings,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swans,
Pantytec,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Juan Atkins,
Cybotron,
Stereo Dub,
Theoretical Girls,
Lyres,
Robert Wyatt,
Robert Hood,
James White and The Blacks,
The Zeros,
Rufus Thomas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
David McCallum,
Roxy Music,
Pere Ubu,
Sarah Menescal,
Yaz,
La Düsseldorf,
The Invisible,
Cymande,
Boredoms,
Angry Samoans,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.