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 Bangladesh and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Public Enemy,
Fatback Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantytec,
James White and The Blacks,
The Velvet Underground,
Sound Behaviour,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dual Sessions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fugazi,
Los Fastidios,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rekid,
Cal Tjader,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reagan Youth,
Excepter,
Radiohead,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mad Mike,
Aloha Tigers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Soft Cell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Amon Düül,
The Toasters,
Thompson Twins,
David Bowie,
Ronnie Foster,
Alton Ellis,
Das Ding,
Sun Ra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Spoonie Gee,
Deepchord,
Bill Near,
48th St. Collective,
Ken Boothe,
Rufus Thomas,
Kurtis Blow,
Suicide,
Kaleidoscope,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sparks,
Stiv Bators,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kenny Larkin,
Negative Approach,
Moby Grape,
La Düsseldorf,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Association,
Guru Guru,
Tommy Roe,
Vladislav Delay,
Amazonics,
Minutemen,
The Young Rascals,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.