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 Afghanistan and from Houston.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Drive Like Jehu to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists 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?
Ken Boothe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Yellowson,
Au Pairs,
Roxy Music,
Negative Approach,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Buzzcocks,
Rufus Thomas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Skriet,
Cluster,
Toni Rubio,
JFA,
Erykah Badu,
Godley & Creme,
Pulsallama,
Symarip,
Con Funk Shun,
Flamin' Groovies,
Arab on Radar,
Howard Jones,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Real Kids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cymande,
Stereo Dub,
Loose Ends,
Crash Course in Science,
Kaleidoscope,
Jandek,
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
This Heat,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
New York Dolls,
Television Personalities,
The Blues Magoos,
Grey Daturas,
The Flesh Eaters,
Los Fastidios,
Ossler,
Inner City,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hardrive,
Japan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Invisible,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rites of Spring,
Kenny Larkin,
The Last Poets,
Bootsy Collins,
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
The Cramps,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Josef K,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.