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 Lebanon and from London.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Andrew Hill to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Fad Gadget,
Glenn Branca,
Eric Dolphy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T.S.O.L.,
Tears for Fears,
Simply Red,
Mr. Review,
Parry Music,
Arcadia,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
La Düsseldorf,
Can,
Ponytail,
The Seeds,
The Residents,
Jeff Mills,
Faust,
Ornette Coleman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Evens,
The Fugs,
Nik Kershaw,
The Angels of Light,
Au Pairs,
Stereo Dub,
Saccharine Trust,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Hood,
Swell Maps,
The Move,
Flash Fearless,
The American Breed,
Vladislav Delay,
Roxy Music,
Smog,
H. Thieme,
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Misunderstood,
Moby Grape,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sugar Minott,
Severed Heads,
The Electric Prunes,
Reagan Youth,
Crime,
kango's stein massive,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slave,
Von Mondo,
Colin Newman,
Mo-Dettes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.