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 Uruguay and from Toronto.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Suicide to the funk 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Foxx,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Sherman,
Rekid,
Carl Craig,
Lalo Schifrin,
Von Mondo,
The Golliwogs,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Motions,
Moebius,
The Standells,
Erasure,
Stiv Bators,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Thee Headcoats,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Chrome,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sixth Finger,
The Gun Club,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jeff Lynne,
Godley & Creme,
Dual Sessions,
Max Romeo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Arcadia,
The Red Krayola,
Charles Mingus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Danielle Patucci,
Duran Duran,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Teasers,
The Victims,
The Zeros,
The Smoke,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cal Tjader,
the Swans,
Avey Tare,
Second Layer,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Rundgren,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kayak,
Mark Hollis,
Throbbing Gristle,
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
JFA,
The Dirtbombs,
June Days,
The Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Howard Jones,
The Vogues,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.