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 New Zealand and from Lyon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lebanon Hanover to the jazz 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Henry Cow,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jimmy McGriff,
Johnny Clarke,
Harry Pussy,
Scratch Acid,
Wire,
Section 25,
Albert Ayler,
T.S.O.L.,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Bananas,
Tomorrow,
Sonic Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
D'Angelo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lindisfarne,
Alison Limerick,
The Gladiators,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gichy Dan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Royal Trux,
The Saints,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Wyatt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
kango's stein massive,
The Standells,
Urselle,
Suicide,
Joe Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
The Red Krayola,
Sun Ra,
Oneida,
Byron Stingily,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bootsy Collins,
Eve St. Jones,
Sarah Menescal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Desert Stars,
The Count Five,
The Sound,
The Raincoats,
The Evens,
Maurizio,
The Monks,
Lyres,
The Pretty Things,
Flash Fearless,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mantronix,
Iggy Pop,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.