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 Croatia and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Shuggie Otis to the dance 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Yaz,
X-Ray Spex,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quando Quango,
Sparks,
the Soft Cell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nico,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
F. McDonald,
Morten Harket,
Unrelated Segments,
Erykah Badu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tom Boy,
Aural Exciters,
Shoche,
Mandrill,
The Trojans,
Jeff Lynne,
Black Flag,
Cymande,
Harmonia,
The Birthday Party,
Heaven 17,
Grauzone,
The Cowsills,
Unwound,
The New Christs,
Tubeway Army,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Massinfluence,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
New Order,
Max Romeo,
June of 44,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Loose Ends,
Royal Trux,
Robert Görl,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wire,
Black Bananas,
Derrick May,
The Evens,
Isaac Hayes,
The Misunderstood,
Chris Corsano,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Smog,
Rotary Connection,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultravox,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.