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 Israel and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 T. Rex to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Half Japanese,
Loose Ends,
Rites of Spring,
Jandek,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quadrant,
Flipper,
Althea and Donna,
Nirvana,
Unrelated Segments,
Moebius,
Ronan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Vladislav Delay,
Bob Dylan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gong,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fugazi,
Inner City,
Toni Rubio,
World's Most,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eddi Front,
Max Romeo,
Easy Going,
Camouflage,
Pussy Galore,
Carl Craig,
The Busters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Blackbyrds,
Khruangbin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare,
JFA,
Blancmange,
Shuggie Otis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lalo Schifrin,
kango's stein massive,
Jacques Brel,
The Stooges,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flash Fearless,
The Angels of Light,
These Immortal Souls,
Ice-T,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cramps,
Todd Rundgren,
The Motions,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.