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 Ethiopia and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Barracudas to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
kango's stein massive,
Minor Threat,
Ice-T,
Gerry Rafferty,
Stereo Dub,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cybotron,
Pantytec,
The Move,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nick Fraelich,
Flamin' Groovies,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minnie Riperton,
Supertramp,
Roxette,
Warsaw,
Cymande,
The Durutti Column,
The Slits,
The Slackers,
The Trojans,
Archie Shepp,
The Real Kids,
Grey Daturas,
Negative Approach,
Morten Harket,
Ornette Coleman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
Black Sheep,
The United States of America,
Jeff Lynne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Pus,
Don Cherry,
Sight & Sound,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Victims,
Moss Icon,
Janne Schatter,
Neil Young,
Camouflage,
Bobby Byrd,
Simply Red,
Moebius,
Cluster,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Electric Prunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Zero Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Deadbeat,
Fat Boys,
Scion,
Crooked Eye,
The Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Minutemen,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.