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 Benin and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Neu! to the grunge 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Camberwell Now,
Max Romeo,
Slave,
Grey Daturas,
Minor Threat,
One Last Wish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Drexciya,
Gang Green,
Whodini,
Connie Case,
Cybotron,
Alison Limerick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scion,
Von Mondo,
cv313,
Brick,
Mandrill,
Danielle Patucci,
Oneida,
FM Einheit,
Flipper,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker,
Delta 5,
Quadrant,
Sight & Sound,
Colin Newman,
The Selecter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Model 500,
The Gap Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Supertramp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ponytail,
Gabor Szabo,
Niagra,
The Knickerbockers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mantronix,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
La Düsseldorf,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Q and Not U,
The Fugs,
The Dead C,
Drive Like Jehu,
10cc,
Bronski Beat,
Anthony Braxton,
the Normal,
The Neon Judgement,
Popol Vuh,
John Foxx,
The Busters,
Bang On A Can,
Monks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Michelle Simonal,
Anakelly,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.