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 Ghana and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Drive Like Jehu to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Idris Muhammad,
Japan,
Hasil Adkins,
Mantronix,
The Slackers,
Drexciya,
Dennis Brown,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ten City,
The Standells,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hardrive,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fuzztones,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
Pierre Henry,
the Sonics,
Anakelly,
Bad Manners,
Can,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monolake,
ABBA,
The Fall,
EPMD,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Metal Thangz,
Faraquet,
Nas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
China Crisis,
Motorama,
Don Cherry,
Infiniti,
Moss Icon,
Deepchord,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thee Headcoats,
Scion,
The Electric Prunes,
Buzzcocks,
Chris Corsano,
Essential Logic,
Judy Mowatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Pulsallama,
Loose Ends,
Reuben Wilson,
Stiv Bators,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ossler,
The Mojo Men,
Half Japanese,
Cluster,
Little Man,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.