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 St Lucia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron 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 Echospace to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Janne Schatter,
Liliput,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Loose Ends,
The Modern Lovers,
48th St. Collective,
Con Funk Shun,
Boz Scaggs,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Charles Mingus,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dave Clark Five,
Youth Brigade,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Buckinghams,
Skaos,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Yusef Lateef,
Camberwell Now,
Moby Grape,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nik Kershaw,
Barclay James Harvest,
Popol Vuh,
the Normal,
The Invisible,
New Age Steppers,
T.S.O.L.,
Vainqueur,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Siglo XX,
The J.B.'s,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bill Wells,
Arcadia,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Blossom Toes,
Glenn Branca,
Flipper,
Von Mondo,
Steve Hackett,
The Remains,
Index,
The New Christs,
Swans,
Sonic Youth,
Roy Ayers,
The Knickerbockers,
Peter and Kerry,
Minny Pops,
Unrelated Segments,
Joe Finger,
Mark Hollis,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Stooges,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.