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 Nigeria and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Marcia Griffiths to the jazz 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wire,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sister Nancy,
The Gap Band,
Mandrill,
DJ Style,
Radio Birdman,
Ronan,
Scrapy,
The Associates,
The Buckinghams,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Techniques,
Nirvana,
Curtis Mayfield,
Intrusion,
Gang Green,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
MC5,
the Slits,
Nils Olav,
The Walker Brothers,
Fela Kuti,
Max Romeo,
Suburban Knight,
Silicon Teens,
Lucky Dragons,
Boredoms,
Average White Band,
Ken Boothe,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultimate Spinach,
Idris Muhammad,
Tres Demented,
Fat Boys,
Roxy Music,
Sonic Youth,
Scan 7,
LL Cool J,
The Doors,
Mantronix,
Au Pairs,
The Wake,
8 Eyed Spy,
Babytalk,
Joy Division,
Carl Craig,
Chris Corsano,
Soft Cell,
10cc,
Peter & Gordon,
World's Most,
The Smoke,
Hardrive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.