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 Togo and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Invisible to the jazz 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Pussy Galore,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Residents,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Royal Trux,
Neu!,
The Zeros,
Grandmaster Flash,
Zapp,
Matthew Bourne,
Quadrant,
New York Dolls,
the Normal,
Derrick May,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Sheep,
Pylon,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Doors,
Lyres,
New Order,
Lou Christie,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bad Manners,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roger Hodgson,
Brothers Johnson,
Chris Corsano,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roxy Music,
John Holt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ponytail,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxette,
Scott Walker,
The Dead C,
The Raincoats,
Laurel Aitken,
Prince Buster,
Siglo XX,
The Motions,
Tubeway Army,
Crispy Ambulance,
10cc,
World's Most,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
CMW,
These Immortal Souls,
The Trojans,
Yusef Lateef,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Shoche,
Monolake,
Flipper,
Joe Smooth,
Scion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Cale,
Todd Rundgren,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.