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 Fiji and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Subhumans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Scrapy,
Metal Thangz,
Jawbox,
PIL,
Faraquet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Wake,
Dual Sessions,
Slick Rick,
Letta Mbulu,
Nas,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Janne Schatter,
Robert Hood,
Trumans Water,
Livin' Joy,
JFA,
Michelle Simonal,
kango's stein massive,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Raincoats,
Bobbi Humphrey,
This Heat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roger Hodgson,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Japan,
cv313,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jacques Brel,
Grauzone,
Lower 48,
The Trojans,
Wally Richardson,
The Sound,
Vainqueur,
Young Marble Giants,
Hashim,
EPMD,
Roxy Music,
The Fugs,
Wire,
Dark Day,
X-Ray Spex,
Gastr Del Sol,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dirtbombs,
Duran Duran,
E-Dancer,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bootsy Collins,
Cluster,
Half Japanese,
La Düsseldorf,
ABBA,
Ronnie Foster,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.