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 Panama and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick May,
Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Section 25,
The Pop Group,
Dennis Brown,
Matthew Bourne,
Stetsasonic,
Davy DMX,
Hot Snakes,
the Swans,
Urselle,
Animal Collective,
Neil Young,
The Busters,
Arcadia,
Echospace,
Organ,
Idris Muhammad,
Joe Finger,
Gong,
Rakim,
One Last Wish,
B.T. Express,
Barbara Tucker,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Television Personalities,
Mad Mike,
Motorama,
Black Moon,
The Toasters,
Stereo Dub,
Bobby Womack,
Stockholm Monsters,
New Age Steppers,
The Divine Comedy,
Cymande,
The Star Department,
Laurel Aitken,
Au Pairs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scratch Acid,
Clear Light,
The Slits,
The Dead C,
Drive Like Jehu,
T.S.O.L.,
Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Crispy Ambulance,
PIL,
X-101,
Pagans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.