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 Kosovo and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ponytail to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Gabor Szabo,
Motorama,
Avey Tare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
MC5,
Silicon Teens,
Bill Wells,
Soul II Soul,
Au Pairs,
The Sonics,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Young Rascals,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maurizio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Letta Mbulu,
The Moleskins,
The Mojo Men,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Offenders,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Arthur Verocai,
Junior Murvin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rufus Thomas,
Camberwell Now,
Qualms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
The Doors,
Moss Icon,
New Age Steppers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eden Ahbez,
the Human League,
Charles Mingus,
Pagans,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Starr,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Intrusion,
June Days,
Eurythmics,
UT,
The Gladiators,
Tommy Roe,
The Happenings,
PIL,
the Normal,
Swell Maps,
Erasure,
The Shadows of Knight,
Excepter,
the Slits,
The Move,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.