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 Iran and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Black Moon to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Y Pants,
Suburban Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Jawbox,
The Index,
Gil Scott Heron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brand Nubian,
Oneida,
Ohio Players,
Dark Day,
This Heat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kevin Saunderson,
Prince Buster,
Pet Shop Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mummies,
Marine Girls,
Buzzcocks,
Q65,
Ossler,
In Retrospect,
X-102,
The Sonics,
Skaos,
Kaleidoscope,
Lucky Dragons,
cv313,
Ronan,
Thee Headcoats,
Kenny Larkin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Underground Resistance,
Crime,
Groovy Waters,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Interpol,
Gang Starr,
The Monochrome Set,
Von Mondo,
Soulsonic Force,
Cymande,
Delon & Dalcan,
One Last Wish,
Moby Grape,
Sonic Youth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Christie,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Infiniti,
Ludus,
The Blues Magoos,
The American Breed,
Subhumans,
World's Most,
Jeff Lynne,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.