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 Algeria and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jesus and Mary Chain to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suicide,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marvin Gaye,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Doors,
Brothers Johnson,
CMW,
Jeru the Damaja,
Zapp,
Shoche,
Derrick May,
The Selecter,
Television Personalities,
The Trojans,
Accadde A,
Pulsallama,
Ohio Players,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jawbox,
the Bar-Kays,
Tubeway Army,
Rites of Spring,
Sun City Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boogie Down Productions,
Schoolly D,
Monks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Bananas,
Max Romeo,
Ultravox,
Interpol,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Whodini,
Sex Pistols,
Kerrie Biddell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Derrick Morgan,
The Skatalites,
The New Christs,
Morten Harket,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terry Callier,
The Gun Club,
Neil Young,
Reagan Youth,
a-ha,
Quando Quango,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Blossom Toes,
The Tremeloes,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Sherman,
Tears for Fears,
Fela Kuti,
Toni Rubio,
The Dead C,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.