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 Angola and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Ronan to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eden Ahbez,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Five Americans,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Moon,
Hoover,
Al Stewart,
Howard Jones,
Organ,
Joe Smooth,
Lungfish,
Youth Brigade,
10cc,
Sugar Minott,
Model 500,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rod Modell,
Underground Resistance,
One Last Wish,
Brothers Johnson,
The Trojans,
The Move,
Gang Starr,
Fluxion,
K-Klass,
Oblivians,
Scratch Acid,
The Neon Judgement,
Vladislav Delay,
Radio Birdman,
Ohio Players,
Symarip,
Loose Ends,
Moss Icon,
Minutemen,
Zero Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
The Selecter,
Easy Going,
Heaven 17,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alison Limerick,
Grey Daturas,
Visage,
Roy Ayers,
Scott Walker,
Moby Grape,
Archie Shepp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swell Maps,
Sonny Sharrock,
Saccharine Trust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eurythmics,
PIL,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.