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 Ukraine and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jandek to the rock 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Michelle Simonal,
X-Ray Spex,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fortunes,
Aaron Thompson,
Franke,
Tom Boy,
Pantytec,
Rites of Spring,
Ohio Players,
EPMD,
Fela Kuti,
Traffic Nightmare,
Carl Craig,
DNA,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Judy Mowatt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Slave,
The Fuzztones,
Outsiders,
The Alarm Clocks,
Guru Guru,
Barbara Tucker,
Adolescents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sällskapet,
Mars,
Tubeway Army,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers,
Schoolly D,
Amon Düül II,
the Germs,
Boredoms,
Soft Machine,
The Velvet Underground,
Fat Boys,
Sandy B,
The Slackers,
Nirvana,
New Order,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lebanon Hanover,
World's Most,
Ponytail,
Blancmange,
Rod Modell,
Cybotron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Evens,
Warsaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Swell Maps,
Barrington Levy,
Toni Rubio,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.