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 Luxembourg and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron 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 The Busters to the jazz 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
K-Klass,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joensuu 1685,
Accadde A,
Cameo,
Peter and Kerry,
Eurythmics,
JFA,
Derrick Morgan,
Desert Stars,
Depeche Mode,
Piero Umiliani,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sam Rivers,
OOIOO,
This Heat,
Yaz,
Don Cherry,
China Crisis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sarah Menescal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fall,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blossom Toes,
Soul II Soul,
The Divine Comedy,
Mad Mike,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Clear Light,
Sister Nancy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Freddie Wadling,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mummies,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Quando Quango,
Eddi Front,
The Cramps,
Country Teasers,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dirtbombs,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fire Engines,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Misunderstood,
Swans,
Magma,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blake Baxter,
Anakelly,
Jeff Lynne,
Tubeway Army,
Radiohead,
Duran Duran,
The Doors,
Al Stewart,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.