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 Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Yusef Lateef to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Khruangbin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
The United States of America,
Pere Ubu,
Scientists,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Lynne,
Howard Jones,
Eden Ahbez,
Unrelated Segments,
Flipper,
Banda Bassotti,
David McCallum,
Circle Jerks,
The Smoke,
Anthony Braxton,
Con Funk Shun,
Easy Going,
X-Ray Spex,
The Pop Group,
Steve Hackett,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare,
Al Stewart,
The Fire Engines,
Kayak,
The Seeds,
Jandek,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
The Alarm Clocks,
Young Marble Giants,
The Zeros,
Alison Limerick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Main Source,
Scion,
The Velvet Underground,
Susan Cadogan,
Visage,
June of 44,
Smog,
Anakelly,
The Star Department,
Moebius,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gap Band,
Camberwell Now,
Skriet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lightning Bolt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Janne Schatter,
the Germs,
Bill Near,
Big Daddy Kane,
Amazonics,
Alton Ellis,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.