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 France and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Whodini to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Stiv Bators,
Smog,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Womack,
The New Christs,
Bush Tetras,
Arab on Radar,
The Neon Judgement,
JFA,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
Robert Wyatt,
Nico,
The Offenders,
Blake Baxter,
Man Parrish,
EPMD,
Talk Talk,
Marine Girls,
Severed Heads,
The Kinks,
The Slits,
Pierre Henry,
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Jandek,
New Order,
Joey Negro,
Alton Ellis,
New Age Steppers,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barbara Tucker,
MDC,
Tres Demented,
Swans,
Faust,
Cybotron,
Average White Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bill Near,
Lalo Schifrin,
Chrome,
Lungfish,
Mr. Review,
Soft Cell,
Alphaville,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rod Modell,
Q65,
Sixth Finger,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Leaves,
Popol Vuh,
Sonic Youth,
Urselle,
Fear,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.