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 Bolivia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Monolake 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
James White and The Blacks,
The Modern Lovers,
10cc,
The Red Krayola,
Brass Construction,
Ice-T,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Harry Pussy,
Nik Kershaw,
B.T. Express,
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crooked Eye,
Echospace,
the Swans,
R.M.O.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gerry Rafferty,
New York Dolls,
Whodini,
Eden Ahbez,
Unrelated Segments,
Au Pairs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pole,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jacob Miller,
Iggy Pop,
PIL,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Juan Atkins,
Model 500,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sun City Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
Connie Case,
Barbara Tucker,
The Moleskins,
Dead Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
The Smiths,
The Gladiators,
The Gun Club,
Tommy Roe,
The United States of America,
Pere Ubu,
Section 25,
Camberwell Now,
Fat Boys,
Yazoo,
Maleditus Sound,
Piero Umiliani,
Stetsasonic,
Tim Buckley,
Blancmange,
Banda Bassotti,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.