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 Dominican Republic and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sound Behaviour to the punk 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kevin Saunderson,
Swell Maps,
The Walker Brothers,
Severed Heads,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Smog,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Freddie Wadling,
ABBA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lakeside,
Steve Hackett,
Davy DMX,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed,
The Grass Roots,
Tubeway Army,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quantec,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Juan Atkins,
Visage,
Soul II Soul,
Ronan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Stooges,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funky Four + One,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tres Demented,
James White and The Blacks,
Little Man,
Q and Not U,
Skarface,
Masters at Work,
Albert Ayler,
Harmonia,
Jandek,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Isaac Hayes,
48th St. Collective,
Barbara Tucker,
The Wake,
DNA,
Girls At Our Best!,
Second Layer,
Spoonie Gee,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cramps,
Dead Boys,
Black Moon,
Scion,
Iggy Pop,
Young Marble Giants,
Livin' Joy,
Rapeman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New Order,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.