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 Equatorial Guinea and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 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 Warren Ellis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Gang Green,
La Düsseldorf,
The Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Con Funk Shun,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Clear Light,
June Days,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flipper,
The Music Machine,
Fat Boys,
Mad Mike,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The J.B.'s,
The Smiths,
Animal Collective,
Underground Resistance,
Max Romeo,
The Sonics,
The Names,
John Coltrane,
Crooked Eye,
Brass Construction,
The Pop Group,
Soul II Soul,
U.S. Maple,
The Smoke,
The Fuzztones,
Audionom,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Five Americans,
The Moleskins,
Pantaleimon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minutemen,
Tommy Roe,
Cecil Taylor,
Jawbox,
The Young Rascals,
The Techniques,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minnie Riperton,
OOIOO,
Rekid,
Stetsasonic,
The Mummies,
Suburban Knight,
Surgeon,
Henry Cow,
Stereo Dub,
The Angels of Light,
Eli Mardock,
Brand Nubian,
Half Japanese,
Spoonie Gee,
Hardrive,
Ten City,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.