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 Mali and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sonic Youth 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party 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?
The Cowsills,
Japan,
Ice-T,
The Smiths,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Roxy Music,
The Selecter,
Shuggie Otis,
Andrew Hill,
The Velvet Underground,
Simply Red,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
48th St. Collective,
Malaria!,
Monolake,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
AZ,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tommy Roe,
Althea and Donna,
Neu!,
Pierre Henry,
Black Bananas,
Ronnie Foster,
E-Dancer,
Glenn Branca,
Eli Mardock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anthony Braxton,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blake Baxter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Womack,
Dawn Penn,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Smoke,
Susan Cadogan,
Alice Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Adolescents,
Gang Gang Dance,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pantytec,
Tim Buckley,
Cheater Slicks,
Saccharine Trust,
New Order,
Delta 5,
Nick Fraelich,
Boogie Down Productions,
Yusef Lateef,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
Yellowson,
Oneida,
Erykah Badu,
Ken Boothe,
Juan Atkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minor Threat,
Grey Daturas,
The Red Krayola,
the Slits,
Bill Near,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.