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 Kenya and from Portland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar 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 MC5 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Spandau Ballet,
The Associates,
The Fortunes,
Minor Threat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Newcleus,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rotary Connection,
The Velvet Underground,
Prince Buster,
Organ,
Tommy Roe,
Los Fastidios,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quadrant,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Reed,
Supertramp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Freddie Wadling,
Clear Light,
Matthew Halsall,
Magazine,
June Days,
Circle Jerks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Alarm Clocks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Colin Newman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oblivians,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young,
Vladislav Delay,
Davy DMX,
Hardrive,
Fatback Band,
Eric Copeland,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare,
The Stooges,
The Remains,
Byron Stingily,
the Germs,
Donald Byrd,
Sixth Finger,
The Saints,
The Gories,
Robert Görl,
Letta Mbulu,
The Happenings,
Porter Ricks,
The Move,
The Modern Lovers,
T.S.O.L.,
China Crisis,
Flash Fearless,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.