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 Ukraine and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jawbox 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Theoretical Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Red Krayola,
Tears for Fears,
Ohio Players,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hashim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Adolescents,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tom Boy,
Gong,
Deadbeat,
Organ,
Dual Sessions,
Marvin Gaye,
Ornette Coleman,
EPMD,
Swans,
The Zeros,
Junior Murvin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sarah Menescal,
The Tremeloes,
The Dead C,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Soft Cell,
Soft Machine,
Whodini,
The Fire Engines,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brothers Johnson,
The Remains,
The Techniques,
Neu!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Skaos,
The Grass Roots,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Stooges,
Danielle Patucci,
Das Ding,
Wolf Eyes,
Average White Band,
the Sonics,
Yazoo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Slave,
Surgeon,
Guru Guru,
Scrapy,
Icehouse,
The Wake,
Eli Mardock,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronan,
The Busters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scan 7,
Cameo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dark Day,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.