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 Palau and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb 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 Inner City to the grunge 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar 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 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fire Engines,
Jandek,
Reuben Wilson,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Audionom,
MDC,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
Kerri Chandler,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gong,
Skarface,
Tim Buckley,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pagans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q65,
The Five Americans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fatback Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Royal Trux,
The Move,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
Deepchord,
Gastr Del Sol,
Juan Atkins,
Delta 5,
Moby Grape,
The Leaves,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Circle Jerks,
Charles Mingus,
Tommy Roe,
Kenny Larkin,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kas Product,
The Gap Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Slick Rick,
FM Einheit,
Ronan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Johnny Clarke,
The Modern Lovers,
D'Angelo,
Bronski Beat,
Jawbox,
Sugar Minott,
The Smiths,
Kaleidoscope,
Lungfish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Country Teasers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Little Man,
Television Personalities,
The Durutti Column,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.