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 Armenia 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Roy Ayers to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Count Five. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
10cc,
Lyres,
Roxy Music,
Liliput,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Television,
Tommy Roe,
Arab on Radar,
E-Dancer,
The Moody Blues,
Nico,
Gabor Szabo,
Pole,
Depeche Mode,
Radio Birdman,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Vogues,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Teasers,
The Angels of Light,
David McCallum,
R.M.O.,
Agitation Free,
OOIOO,
Warren Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
New Age Steppers,
Ronnie Foster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lakeside,
The Zeros,
Rites of Spring,
MDC,
Au Pairs,
Pussy Galore,
Radiohead,
Letta Mbulu,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Görl,
Bush Tetras,
The Count Five,
Silicon Teens,
D'Angelo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bobby Byrd,
The Victims,
Lower 48,
Alphaville,
Rakim,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalann,
Fifty Foot Hose,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
Alison Limerick,
Symarip,
Rufus Thomas,
Josef K,
The Techniques,
The Wake,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.