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 China and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 sitar 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 Franke to the rock 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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Gang Dance,
Juan Atkins,
Excepter,
Freddie Wadling,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Donald Byrd,
Rites of Spring,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hasil Adkins,
Brand Nubian,
DNA,
Ronnie Foster,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skarface,
Max Romeo,
Aural Exciters,
Warren Ellis,
Man Parrish,
The Zeros,
E-Dancer,
Chrome,
John Holt,
The Gories,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Evens,
Michelle Simonal,
Procol Harum,
Steve Hackett,
Jacob Miller,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tomorrow,
Guru Guru,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Angry Samoans,
The Doors,
Kenny Larkin,
The Stooges,
Mo-Dettes,
The Misunderstood,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Moebius,
Urselle,
Japan,
Rufus Thomas,
10cc,
Suicide,
Gil Scott Heron,
Clear Light,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Intrusion,
Malaria!,
Amon Düül,
Stockholm Monsters,
Slick Rick,
The Saints,
Pagans,
Royal Trux,
F. McDonald,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.