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 Colombia and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Detroit Cobras to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Kayak,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
The Associates,
The Grass Roots,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
T.S.O.L.,
Oneida,
The Skatalites,
David Axelrod,
Yellowson,
The Motions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Blackbyrds,
Organ,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Zeros,
Country Teasers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The United States of America,
Steve Hackett,
Rosa Yemen,
Fela Kuti,
Thee Headcoats,
Simply Red,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nico,
Flipper,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fluxion,
One Last Wish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fugs,
Theoretical Girls,
Robert Hood,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Residents,
David McCallum,
Main Source,
Panda Bear,
Cybotron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brothers Johnson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wasted Youth,
New Order,
a-ha,
The Black Dice,
Visage,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yusef Lateef,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Starr,
Big Daddy Kane,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.