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 New Zealand and from Spokane.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Byron Stingily 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Soul II Soul,
Terrestrial Tones,
Depeche Mode,
Ken Boothe,
The Trojans,
Brand Nubian,
The Fire Engines,
Grauzone,
Wolf Eyes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dave Gahan,
Chris Corsano,
The Gap Band,
Marine Girls,
Fear,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bootsy Collins,
Man Parrish,
Cameo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott Heron,
Arthur Verocai,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
OOIOO,
Robert Wyatt,
Joe Smooth,
Mandrill,
Metal Thangz,
The Skatalites,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed,
The Selecter,
The Count Five,
Wire,
Youth Brigade,
Zapp,
Barbara Tucker,
the Slits,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Christie,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eli Mardock,
Fad Gadget,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
E-Dancer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mission of Burma,
The Martian,
Frankie Knuckles,
Liliput,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül,
Marc Almond,
Peter & Gordon,
Gichy Dan,
Delta 5,
Main Source,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.