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 Albania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Crime to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Görl,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siglo XX,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eurythmics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Althea and Donna,
Bluetip,
Maurizio,
Sixth Finger,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ponytail,
Hot Snakes,
Niagra,
the Sonics,
June of 44,
Derrick May,
Eric Copeland,
Masters at Work,
Gil Scott Heron,
Newcleus,
Amon Düül,
The Fire Engines,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantytec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bill Wells,
Rekid,
Godley & Creme,
The Zeros,
Malaria!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Remains,
The Fall,
Massinfluence,
John Foxx,
Amon Düül II,
Hashim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Au Pairs,
Trumans Water,
Michelle Simonal,
Warren Ellis,
Das Ding,
Ituana,
Hasil Adkins,
the Normal,
Brothers Johnson,
Don Cherry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pere Ubu,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.