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 Micronesia and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Swans to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
X-Ray Spex,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David McCallum,
Hashim,
Sonny Sharrock,
Liliput,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Standells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
Spoonie Gee,
Drexciya,
Moss Icon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Byrd,
La Düsseldorf,
Q and Not U,
Bootsy Collins,
Angry Samoans,
The Modern Lovers,
Grauzone,
Bizarre Inc.,
Von Mondo,
Basic Channel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kayak,
The Cure,
Interpol,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed,
Skriet,
Clear Light,
Gong,
Audionom,
Kenny Larkin,
Can,
Sex Pistols,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Blake Baxter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Sonics,
Sun Ra,
The Monochrome Set,
Rotary Connection,
Lower 48,
Inner City,
Das Ding,
Tommy Roe,
Ossler,
Harmonia,
In Retrospect,
Sound Behaviour,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.