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 Kyrgyzstan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lakeside,
Laurel Aitken,
Loose Ends,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Accadde A,
The American Breed,
X-101,
Mr. Review,
Whodini,
In Retrospect,
Camberwell Now,
The Fall,
48th St. Collective,
Crash Course in Science,
Little Man,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Index,
B.T. Express,
The Red Krayola,
Hashim,
Symarip,
Marvin Gaye,
Supertramp,
DJ Sneak,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Velvet Underground,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
10cc,
Yellowson,
Howard Jones,
Bob Dylan,
Yazoo,
Severed Heads,
Scientists,
Morten Harket,
Ornette Coleman,
ABC,
Minutemen,
The Gun Club,
Alison Limerick,
Kerri Chandler,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mandrill,
Mary Jane Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lungfish,
Max Romeo,
Marine Girls,
Marc Almond,
Black Moon,
Q and Not U,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
kango's stein massive,
Pantytec,
the Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.