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 Comoros and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Terry Callier to the grunge 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Swans,
Pole,
The Cramps,
B.T. Express,
Skaos,
Kaleidoscope,
Sandy B,
Ituana,
The Mojo Men,
Lungfish,
Andrew Hill,
Technova,
Aaron Thompson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yellowson,
Hot Snakes,
The Associates,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alison Limerick,
Matthew Bourne,
Althea and Donna,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echospace,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Misunderstood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Television,
Johnny Clarke,
David Axelrod,
Erasure,
Dark Day,
Bauhaus,
Fat Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultravox,
JFA,
Jeru the Damaja,
E-Dancer,
Gang Gang Dance,
Cymande,
Lyres,
Roxy Music,
The Count Five,
Niagra,
Bobby Womack,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
June Days,
Wings,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gladiators,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Janne Schatter,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.