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 Swaziland and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe 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 Fluxion to the disco 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Piero Umiliani,
Vainqueur,
Pantytec,
Lindisfarne,
Max Romeo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Axelrod,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sight & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Derrick Morgan,
Urselle,
Drive Like Jehu,
Livin' Joy,
The Black Dice,
Eric Dolphy,
Lower 48,
The Fall,
The Red Krayola,
The Victims,
Main Source,
Kerrie Biddell,
A Certain Ratio,
Magazine,
Reagan Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Sneak,
Index,
John Holt,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eve St. Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nas,
Marc Almond,
Danielle Patucci,
Lucky Dragons,
Faust,
Rhythm & Sound,
Laurel Aitken,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wolf Eyes,
Chrome,
Mad Mike,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quantec,
Youth Brigade,
The Beau Brummels,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Delon & Dalcan,
R.M.O.,
The Divine Comedy,
Mo-Dettes,
The Busters,
June Days,
Gang Gang Dance,
Make Up,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.