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 Ukraine and from Paris.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mojo Men to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Bananas,
Eve St. Jones,
Juan Atkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Underground Resistance,
Little Man,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Maurizio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jandek,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
Scratch Acid,
Newcleus,
Stiv Bators,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dark Day,
Basic Channel,
Suburban Knight,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Vainqueur,
Wire,
The Vogues,
Von Mondo,
Graham Central Station,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Q65,
Pole,
The Blues Magoos,
Aural Exciters,
DJ Style,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
New Order,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nils Olav,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lindisfarne,
Ice-T,
Rapeman,
D'Angelo,
Altered Images,
Max Romeo,
Livin' Joy,
AZ,
Peter & Gordon,
New Age Steppers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Magma,
Subhumans,
Quadrant,
Byron Stingily,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.