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 Guyana and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare 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 Sugar Minott to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
The Slackers,
Chrome,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Last Poets,
Neil Young,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Standells,
The Monochrome Set,
The Motions,
Joy Division,
Pere Ubu,
Cecil Taylor,
Fad Gadget,
Radio Birdman,
Slave,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Curtis Mayfield,
Henry Cow,
Faust,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
ABBA,
the Normal,
Con Funk Shun,
Stetsasonic,
John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Green,
La Düsseldorf,
Oblivians,
June of 44,
Crispy Ambulance,
Connie Case,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Reuben Wilson,
Echospace,
Thee Headcoats,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cramps,
Brand Nubian,
Toni Rubio,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Teasers,
The Monks,
Robert Wyatt,
John Holt,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Move,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.