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 Zambia and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 grime 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Whodini,
Au Pairs,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Names,
Bill Near,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Isaac Hayes,
Tommy Roe,
Maleditus Sound,
Subhumans,
The Walker Brothers,
Magazine,
Fatback Band,
JFA,
Nico,
Lindisfarne,
Scan 7,
The Gap Band,
John Holt,
Basic Channel,
Todd Terry,
Vladislav Delay,
Section 25,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
June of 44,
Quadrant,
Anakelly,
Malaria!,
Ken Boothe,
The Slackers,
Rakim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Unwound,
The Martian,
Little Man,
June Days,
Bad Manners,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Starr,
The Human League,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stereo Dub,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Josef K,
Deakin,
The Busters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cecil Taylor,
Ten City,
Anthony Braxton,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cluster,
Matthew Bourne,
The Divine Comedy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Real Kids,
Mad Mike,
Visage,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.