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 Afghanistan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mars to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Moss Icon,
Alton Ellis,
June of 44,
Kaleidoscope,
Kas Product,
The Saints,
Lyres,
Joy Division,
Eddi Front,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Lynne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cymande,
Reagan Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Average White Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Motorama,
The Blues Magoos,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mojo Men,
Pole,
Roxy Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Hasil Adkins,
Franke,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Birthday Party,
Babytalk,
Juan Atkins,
T.S.O.L.,
New Age Steppers,
Grauzone,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Copeland,
David Axelrod,
Sun City Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
Drexciya,
The Pretty Things,
The Evens,
Lucky Dragons,
Barbara Tucker,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Urselle,
Infiniti,
The Divine Comedy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerri Chandler,
E-Dancer,
The Gories,
Prince Buster,
Ludus,
Robert Hood,
Sex Pistols,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.