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 Uganda and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lee Hazlewood to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Blossom Toes,
Jeff Mills,
New Order,
Danielle Patucci,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Silicon Teens,
Judy Mowatt,
Arthur Verocai,
The Last Poets,
Bill Near,
June Days,
John Holt,
Whodini,
The Doors,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scott Walker,
Popol Vuh,
Scan 7,
Television Personalities,
The Blues Magoos,
Yellowson,
Rosa Yemen,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Half Japanese,
Excepter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Outsiders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neu!,
Qualms,
LL Cool J,
Janne Schatter,
Ten City,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Leonard Cohen,
Interpol,
Erykah Badu,
Sixth Finger,
Scratch Acid,
X-101,
Pantaleimon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Motions,
The Pretty Things,
Mo-Dettes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Fraelich,
The J.B.'s,
The Cowsills,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Electric Prunes,
Isaac Hayes,
Lakeside,
Lee Hazlewood,
Television,
Kenny Larkin,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Prince Buster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.