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 United Kingdom and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ice-T to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Boz Scaggs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Babytalk,
Theoretical Girls,
Gong,
The Techniques,
Davy DMX,
Fugazi,
Average White Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Prunes,
Eli Mardock,
Grey Daturas,
Parry Music,
Al Stewart,
Desert Stars,
Erykah Badu,
Yazoo,
The Count Five,
The Dave Clark Five,
Isaac Hayes,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Blackbyrds,
James White and The Blacks,
Royal Trux,
Second Layer,
Adolescents,
The Flesh Eaters,
Todd Terry,
Duran Duran,
Dawn Penn,
Andrew Hill,
Scan 7,
Pere Ubu,
MC5,
Tres Demented,
Inner City,
Minor Threat,
Sun Ra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Malaria!,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Evens,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Cure,
Anthony Braxton,
Soft Machine,
Rod Modell,
Skriet,
ABC,
Surgeon,
The Standells,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rapeman,
Radiohead,
Crime,
Maurizio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.