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 Comoros and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Kas Product to the crunk 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Cal Tjader,
DNA,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Sheep,
Jandek,
Flamin' Groovies,
D'Angelo,
Agitation Free,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drexciya,
The Evens,
Bobby Sherman,
Yellowson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronan,
Sex Pistols,
Peter and Kerry,
Maleditus Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sight & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Lakeside,
Carl Craig,
Sonic Youth,
Rapeman,
Liliput,
Ice-T,
Jeff Lynne,
The Barracudas,
Slick Rick,
David Axelrod,
Arcadia,
a-ha,
Rosa Yemen,
The Durutti Column,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cramps,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
F. McDonald,
The Star Department,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lee Hazlewood,
The New Christs,
Moebius,
Tommy Roe,
the Swans,
The Walker Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.