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 Latvia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Sixth Finger to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Rapeman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Skatalites,
Leonard Cohen,
Nils Olav,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bush Tetras,
48th St. Collective,
The Busters,
The Knickerbockers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Walker Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Leaves,
MC5,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Basic Channel,
Quantec,
Bob Dylan,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros,
Royal Trux,
Bill Wells,
Oblivians,
Theoretical Girls,
Josef K,
Shuggie Otis,
The Doors,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Main Source,
Jandek,
Babytalk,
Skriet,
Roxette,
Sarah Menescal,
This Heat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mary Jane Girls,
World's Most,
Niagra,
Gang Gang Dance,
Panda Bear,
Hashim,
Mandrill,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eden Ahbez,
Fluxion,
Unwound,
The Moody Blues,
Youth Brigade,
Faust,
The Human League,
One Last Wish,
Malaria!,
Todd Terry,
Hardrive,
The Seeds,
Bill Near,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.