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 Solomon Islands and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Knickerbockers to the techno 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 The Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Letta Mbulu,
Monks,
Marmalade,
Audionom,
Country Teasers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ultravox,
Boredoms,
Delta 5,
Circle Jerks,
The Move,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter and Kerry,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fire Engines,
The Gladiators,
Jerry's Kids,
Buzzcocks,
Animal Collective,
Motorama,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sixth Finger,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television Personalities,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Slits,
Byron Stingily,
La Düsseldorf,
R.M.O.,
Piero Umiliani,
Eden Ahbez,
Quadrant,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Joensuu 1685,
Pierre Henry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soft Cell,
Nico,
MC5,
MDC,
Sight & Sound,
Ultra Naté,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Darondo,
Severed Heads,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ornette Coleman,
Eurythmics,
Massinfluence,
Excepter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cecil Taylor,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skarface,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.