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 Brunei and from London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mission of Burma to the electroclash 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Carl Craig,
Excepter,
Au Pairs,
Minnie Riperton,
Guru Guru,
The Victims,
The Misunderstood,
Minny Pops,
Chris & Cosey,
Michelle Simonal,
Don Cherry,
The Seeds,
The Standells,
La Düsseldorf,
The Velvet Underground,
Wolf Eyes,
Faust,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terry Callier,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Todd Rundgren,
Rites of Spring,
The Searchers,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Trojans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scrapy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
ABC,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
Pierre Henry,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gang Green,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Toasters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rapeman,
Derrick Morgan,
Rotary Connection,
Bad Manners,
Fat Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chrome,
Talk Talk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Make Up,
Man Parrish,
Iggy Pop,
Negative Approach,
Radiohead,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Model 500,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.