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 Zambia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum 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 Young Marble Giants to the grunge 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Albert Ayler,
Ossler,
Y Pants,
Amon Düül II,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gun Club,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Television Personalities,
Jacob Miller,
Jimmy McGriff,
DJ Style,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barry Ungar,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scion,
The Evens,
Suburban Knight,
The Slits,
Thee Headcoats,
The Kinks,
Popol Vuh,
Nico,
The Five Americans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Residents,
Cybotron,
Skarface,
Aswad,
Pantaleimon,
Clear Light,
Radiopuhelimet,
Altered Images,
Carl Craig,
Bob Dylan,
Panda Bear,
Donny Hathaway,
Sugar Minott,
Outsiders,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nirvana,
The Seeds,
The Durutti Column,
The New Christs,
Bizarre Inc.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Cowsills,
Absolute Body Control,
Angry Samoans,
DNA,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pet Shop Boys,
Arab on Radar,
Hoover,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.