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 Luxembourg and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Todd Rundgren to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barclay James Harvest record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Hoover,
Icehouse,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci,
Scratch Acid,
Bang On A Can,
Rapeman,
Lungfish,
Vainqueur,
Mantronix,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
Cecil Taylor,
Y Pants,
Dark Day,
Albert Ayler,
The Seeds,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grauzone,
Jacob Miller,
Bronski Beat,
Oblivians,
Subhumans,
Soul II Soul,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nirvana,
AZ,
Hashim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Flash Fearless,
Mo-Dettes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Selecter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Velvet Underground,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scrapy,
A Certain Ratio,
Babytalk,
the Association,
World's Most,
Marc Almond,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Can,
Livin' Joy,
The Birthday Party,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
E-Dancer,
The Gladiators,
Joey Negro,
Bush Tetras,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.