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 Croatia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 One Last Wish to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eric B and Rakim,
Hasil Adkins,
Kerri Chandler,
The J.B.'s,
The Slits,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scrapy,
La Düsseldorf,
Howard Jones,
Tomorrow,
The Techniques,
Fluxion,
Anakelly,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Standells,
Mr. Review,
The Fuzztones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anthony Braxton,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Blossom Toes,
Dennis Brown,
Heaven 17,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bill Wells,
Wasted Youth,
FM Einheit,
Sonic Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Section 25,
Japan,
The Monks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Au Pairs,
Sugar Minott,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aural Exciters,
OOIOO,
Brass Construction,
Pantytec,
Nirvana,
Faraquet,
Negative Approach,
Wings,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Motorama,
Porter Ricks,
The Blues Magoos,
Fad Gadget,
The Victims,
The Star Department,
Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
Quantec,
Ken Boothe,
Basic Channel,
Minnie Riperton,
Byron Stingily,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.