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 Congo and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
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 güiro 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 Talk Talk to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Oblivians,
Main Source,
Maleditus Sound,
The Doors,
Rod Modell,
Quantec,
Marmalade,
Average White Band,
Drexciya,
Idris Muhammad,
H. Thieme,
Scan 7,
Chris Corsano,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
U.S. Maple,
Camberwell Now,
MC5,
Pantytec,
Carl Craig,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Index,
The Gories,
Ituana,
Dead Boys,
Scott Walker,
F. McDonald,
Newcleus,
The Gladiators,
Siglo XX,
Pharoah Sanders,
Anthony Braxton,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Simply Red,
Electric Prunes,
OOIOO,
The Moleskins,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jacques Brel,
Mad Mike,
Minnie Riperton,
B.T. Express,
The Angels of Light,
Andrew Hill,
Deepchord,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Clear Light,
Moby Grape,
Faraquet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Monks,
The Standells,
The Monochrome Set,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cramps,
10cc,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Pus,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.