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 Tuvalu and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 Unrelated Segments to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Newcleus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sound Behaviour,
Index,
Jacques Brel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Sonics,
Blancmange,
The Music Machine,
Gong,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yellowson,
Funkadelic,
Tommy Roe,
Moby Grape,
Godley & Creme,
Niagra,
Fat Boys,
Lalann,
Nils Olav,
Main Source,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Urselle,
Animal Collective,
Eddi Front,
Suburban Knight,
Gichy Dan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soul Sonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Anakelly,
Tom Boy,
Sun City Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cramps,
Lyres,
The Saints,
Dark Day,
The Offenders,
Joe Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacob Miller,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neil Young,
The Moleskins,
The Monochrome Set,
Joey Negro,
China Crisis,
KRS-One,
Skarface,
Shuggie Otis,
The Blues Magoos,
The Dirtbombs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Flipper,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.