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 Greece and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 L. Decosne to the crunk 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Severed Heads,
Iggy Pop,
Charles Mingus,
John Foxx,
the Slits,
Outsiders,
Bobby Byrd,
Sparks,
The Dead C,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Panda Bear,
Joey Negro,
The Golliwogs,
The Martian,
Lee Hazlewood,
R.M.O.,
Crime,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minny Pops,
Scrapy,
Henry Cow,
L. Decosne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Pretty Things,
Jawbox,
Sound Behaviour,
Joe Smooth,
Altered Images,
Hashim,
Masters at Work,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Barracudas,
Roxy Music,
the Association,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sandy B,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Skatalites,
The Blues Magoos,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Intrusion,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cymande,
Arcadia,
Siglo XX,
Amon Düül,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Porter Ricks,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fire Engines,
The Cure,
Ludus,
the Soft Cell,
Hasil Adkins,
Trumans Water,
Soul II Soul,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.