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 Nepal and from London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the dance 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
The Buckinghams,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Slick Rick,
CMW,
Darondo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Byron Stingily,
Rapeman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mad Mike,
The Birthday Party,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mission of Burma,
The United States of America,
Roxy Music,
Oblivians,
Maurizio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fluxion,
Delta 5,
Deepchord,
Malaria!,
Pere Ubu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Doors,
Morten Harket,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Age Steppers,
Underground Resistance,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ten City,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Colin Newman,
Joyce Sims,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camberwell Now,
the Fania All-Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
Stetsasonic,
Icehouse,
Fear,
Dennis Brown,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Aaron Thompson,
Nirvana,
The Durutti Column,
Pantytec,
Los Fastidios,
Chrome,
Cluster,
The Knickerbockers,
Massinfluence,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.