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 Panama and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 grunge 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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
Anakelly,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Skatalites,
Jawbox,
Sandy B,
The Misunderstood,
Inner City,
Maleditus Sound,
Gong,
Flash Fearless,
Joensuu 1685,
T.S.O.L.,
Fad Gadget,
Symarip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Cal Tjader,
Grauzone,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fela Kuti,
Quadrant,
Skarface,
Swans,
The Selecter,
Yusef Lateef,
JFA,
DJ Sneak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Main Source,
Sam Rivers,
Aswad,
Shuggie Otis,
Judy Mowatt,
Arab on Radar,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dual Sessions,
Drexciya,
Silicon Teens,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Susan Cadogan,
Second Layer,
The J.B.'s,
Arthur Verocai,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jandek,
The Doors,
Ossler,
Japan,
The Index,
The Monochrome Set,
the Association,
Moby Grape,
Los Fastidios,
the Normal,
The Gories,
T. Rex,
Gichy Dan,
Fatback Band,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.