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 Latvia and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Radio Birdman to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Modern Lovers,
Con Funk Shun,
The Gap Band,
Andrew Hill,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gladiators,
Blake Baxter,
Skaos,
Panda Bear,
World's Most,
New Order,
Marine Girls,
Tres Demented,
Banda Bassotti,
Joy Division,
Kas Product,
New Age Steppers,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blackbyrds,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Au Pairs,
Stiv Bators,
The Count Five,
June of 44,
Supertramp,
Rapeman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Todd Rundgren,
The Moleskins,
John Lydon,
Parry Music,
Peter & Gordon,
The Blues Magoos,
David McCallum,
Roger Hodgson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Reuben Wilson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Eve St. Jones,
Lakeside,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tears for Fears,
Idris Muhammad,
Bad Manners,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Animal Collective,
Sarah Menescal,
Deadbeat,
Barbara Tucker,
Danielle Patucci,
Country Teasers,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.