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 Taiwan and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar 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 Jawbox 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Lightning Bolt,
OOIOO,
The American Breed,
Graham Central Station,
Cheater Slicks,
Arcadia,
Mantronix,
Main Source,
Urselle,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Style,
Stereo Dub,
Das Ding,
Marvin Gaye,
The Electric Prunes,
Cal Tjader,
Hasil Adkins,
The Velvet Underground,
Thompson Twins,
Inner City,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Amon Düül II,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ultra Naté,
UT,
Ponytail,
The Toasters,
Silicon Teens,
Subhumans,
Roxy Music,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Deepchord,
Josef K,
Bill Wells,
Marc Almond,
Lee Hazlewood,
Royal Trux,
The Young Rascals,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Near,
Joy Division,
ABBA,
Tubeway Army,
Franke,
Funky Four + One,
James White and The Blacks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Make Up,
Can,
Amazonics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
cv313,
Pole,
The Fall,
Camberwell Now,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Swans,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.