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 Ghana and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 Shoche to the grime 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Outsiders,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barry Ungar,
Neu!,
Piero Umiliani,
Negative Approach,
Eric B and Rakim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glenn Branca,
Eli Mardock,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bush Tetras,
Archie Shepp,
The Gories,
Unrelated Segments,
Derrick May,
Suicide,
Avey Tare,
The Birthday Party,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June of 44,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Supertramp,
Wire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Music Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
The American Breed,
Aloha Tigers,
UT,
the Soft Cell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Drexciya,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
The Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Whodini,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Shuggie Otis,
Chris Corsano,
Marc Almond,
Rod Modell,
David Axelrod,
Radio Birdman,
The Leaves,
Nils Olav,
Hasil Adkins,
L. Decosne,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minny Pops,
Funkadelic,
Althea and Donna,
Glambeats Corp.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pole,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.