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 Namibia and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer 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 The Evens to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
The Gories,
Leonard Cohen,
Accadde A,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Normal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Clear Light,
Au Pairs,
Slave,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sonic Youth,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick May,
Howard Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Hood,
The Doors,
Stetsasonic,
Nils Olav,
Arthur Verocai,
Dark Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Suburban Knight,
World's Most,
Lakeside,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxette,
Zero Boys,
Massinfluence,
Absolute Body Control,
Royal Trux,
Lalann,
Bluetip,
Tres Demented,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Country Teasers,
Robert Wyatt,
Cluster,
Ludus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Searchers,
X-102,
Suicide,
Infiniti,
DNA,
Easy Going,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Iggy Pop,
Popol Vuh,
June Days,
Fela Kuti,
Bill Near,
kango's stein massive,
The Pretty Things,
Vladislav Delay,
The American Breed,
ABC,
The Techniques,
Jandek,
Sugar Minott,
Public Enemy,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.