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 Niger and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Royal Trux to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Susan Cadogan,
Easy Going,
Ice-T,
DJ Style,
Carl Craig,
Radiohead,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ronan,
Crime,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aloha Tigers,
U.S. Maple,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moleskins,
Sam Rivers,
X-102,
Dual Sessions,
Deakin,
Bobby Sherman,
Little Man,
Boredoms,
Crispy Ambulance,
ABBA,
The Pretty Things,
Chrome,
Terry Callier,
Livin' Joy,
Anakelly,
Sun Ra,
Brass Construction,
La Düsseldorf,
Lou Reed,
Young Marble Giants,
Rosa Yemen,
The Doors,
Yellowson,
Slave,
Dennis Brown,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Busters,
The Monochrome Set,
Drive Like Jehu,
Buzzcocks,
Fugazi,
Interpol,
The Buckinghams,
The Sonics,
Average White Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joe Smooth,
Suicide,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blackbyrds,
Adolescents,
Iggy Pop,
Bill Wells,
The Count Five,
Main Source,
Kurtis Blow,
The Slits,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.