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 Haiti and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sonic Youth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare,
Lucky Dragons,
Massinfluence,
The Zeros,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sällskapet,
Moss Icon,
Supertramp,
Schoolly D,
Liliput,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Divine Comedy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Magazine,
Urselle,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Von Mondo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scan 7,
Youth Brigade,
Bauhaus,
The Toasters,
The Mojo Men,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tim Buckley,
Scientists,
The Monks,
Man Parrish,
The Music Machine,
Public Enemy,
Byron Stingily,
Johnny Osbourne,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bill Wells,
the Slits,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Minutemen,
Alison Limerick,
Warsaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Black Dice,
K-Klass,
Rekid,
Gang Green,
Public Image Ltd.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Sparks,
Chris Corsano,
Vladislav Delay,
Mo-Dettes,
Stiv Bators,
Fela Kuti,
the Germs,
Country Teasers,
Second Layer,
Henry Cow,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.