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 Canada and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jawbox to the rock 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Yazoo,
Scratch Acid,
The Alarm Clocks,
Peter and Kerry,
Byron Stingily,
Average White Band,
Negative Approach,
L. Decosne,
Maleditus Sound,
the Sonics,
kango's stein massive,
In Retrospect,
Marshall Jefferson,
Outsiders,
Camberwell Now,
The Cure,
Scott Walker,
Accadde A,
Toni Rubio,
The Move,
The Misunderstood,
Niagra,
Drexciya,
Joe Smooth,
Deepchord,
Crime,
Alton Ellis,
Lakeside,
Inner City,
Minutemen,
Colin Newman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Swans,
Babytalk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
Deadbeat,
Junior Murvin,
Gong,
The Gories,
Marine Girls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sällskapet,
Arthur Verocai,
Albert Ayler,
Boogie Down Productions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Godley & Creme,
Dual Sessions,
The Golliwogs,
Eric Copeland,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Music Machine,
Rapeman,
The Litter,
Bill Wells,
Glambeats Corp.,
Althea and Donna,
Henry Cow,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.