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 Switzerland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sonics to the electroclash 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
David McCallum,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Index,
The Pretty Things,
Cybotron,
The Cure,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Pus,
Gong,
Toni Rubio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soft Machine,
Scrapy,
Delta 5,
Barry Ungar,
Absolute Body Control,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warren Ellis,
The Motions,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ponytail,
Whodini,
Amon Düül,
Newcleus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ornette Coleman,
John Holt,
Rod Modell,
The Black Dice,
Lindisfarne,
Flipper,
Danielle Patucci,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Bourne,
Radiopuhelimet,
Young Marble Giants,
Reuben Wilson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Visage,
Country Teasers,
Q65,
Swans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David Axelrod,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Zero Boys,
MC5,
Amon Düül II,
The Invisible,
The Busters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Goldenarms,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wire,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.