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 Slovakia and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Q65 to the jazz 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
the Fania All-Stars,
Malaria!,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Monks,
Fatback Band,
The Seeds,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Slick Rick,
Todd Rundgren,
Steve Hackett,
Howard Jones,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wings,
Skarface,
DJ Style,
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roger Hodgson,
The Residents,
Dennis Brown,
Sight & Sound,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
10cc,
The Human League,
Alison Limerick,
Make Up,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
Suburban Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
Drive Like Jehu,
Zapp,
Tubeway Army,
Trumans Water,
Fela Kuti,
Marmalade,
Ludus,
The Move,
cv313,
Ossler,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June Days,
Soulsonic Force,
the Normal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fugazi,
Pantaleimon,
Henry Cow,
Barbara Tucker,
Chrome,
The American Breed,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fugs,
Heaven 17,
Bauhaus,
Barry Ungar,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.