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 Namibia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Rosa Yemen,
The Residents,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Busters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Coltrane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Infiniti,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed,
MDC,
Yazoo,
Soft Cell,
David Bowie,
Essential Logic,
Grauzone,
Warsaw,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Matthew Bourne,
H. Thieme,
Royal Trux,
Bluetip,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cowsills,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang of Four,
Vainqueur,
Rakim,
Black Flag,
The Fortunes,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Red Krayola,
Oblivians,
Adolescents,
Dual Sessions,
Mars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fatback Band,
Ultra Naté,
Main Source,
Cymande,
Eddi Front,
Minor Threat,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Johnny Clarke,
Marc Almond,
Basic Channel,
Make Up,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barrington Levy,
Althea and Donna,
CMW,
Accadde A,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.