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 Milan.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Curtis Mayfield to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Isaac Hayes,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Rundgren,
Loose Ends,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erasure,
Symarip,
Tears for Fears,
The Happenings,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Doors,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
These Immortal Souls,
Swell Maps,
Organ,
La Düsseldorf,
Y Pants,
The Cure,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül,
Sound Behaviour,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobby Byrd,
Altered Images,
Minor Threat,
Godley & Creme,
Black Flag,
Urselle,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
a-ha,
The Beau Brummels,
The Martian,
Erykah Badu,
Pole,
Faraquet,
Unwound,
Intrusion,
Josef K,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Wake,
Gang Starr,
Easy Going,
Rod Modell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moody Blues,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Livin' Joy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Make Up,
Basic Channel,
Bootsy Collins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aloha Tigers,
John Holt,
Scientists,
Yaz,
Harmonia,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.