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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Zeros to the dance 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Massinfluence,
Don Cherry,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Teasers,
Duran Duran,
Barbara Tucker,
The Pretty Things,
Saccharine Trust,
Janne Schatter,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sixth Finger,
David Bowie,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Banda Bassotti,
Ituana,
The Invisible,
Bill Wells,
Electric Prunes,
Funky Four + One,
Television Personalities,
Scion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cowsills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rekid,
Kevin Saunderson,
Thompson Twins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Real Kids,
The Count Five,
Harry Pussy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joy Division,
Urselle,
Average White Band,
Altered Images,
Delta 5,
Chris Corsano,
Ken Boothe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Glambeats Corp.,
Whodini,
Warren Ellis,
KRS-One,
Flipper,
Albert Ayler,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Liliput,
The Detroit Cobras,
Khruangbin,
The Index,
F. McDonald,
Gastr Del Sol,
Morten Harket,
Lungfish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Litter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.