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 Libya and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 cv313 to the punk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Japan,
Pole,
Quadrant,
Michelle Simonal,
Maleditus Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Susan Cadogan,
Scrapy,
The Offenders,
Suburban Knight,
John Lydon,
Hasil Adkins,
Motorama,
Popol Vuh,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Sonics,
Yaz,
Niagra,
The Fire Engines,
Cybotron,
The Knickerbockers,
The Saints,
Blake Baxter,
The Young Rascals,
Eddi Front,
The Invisible,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Swans,
Clear Light,
Sight & Sound,
Black Flag,
The Black Dice,
Liliput,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Cramps,
Sound Behaviour,
Joe Finger,
The Sonics,
Kerri Chandler,
Josef K,
The Last Poets,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jandek,
Gerry Rafferty,
Chris Corsano,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ossler,
Dawn Penn,
F. McDonald,
Nas,
The Music Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Saccharine Trust,
R.M.O.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wasted Youth,
The Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.