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 Andorra and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wolf Eyes to the techno 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 Last Poets. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Dead C,
Leonard Cohen,
Goldenarms,
Mandrill,
Curtis Mayfield,
Los Fastidios,
Zapp,
Television Personalities,
The Moleskins,
Pere Ubu,
the Normal,
Johnny Clarke,
The Associates,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-102,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mummies,
Fugazi,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Standells,
Guru Guru,
Joensuu 1685,
cv313,
Soft Cell,
Brass Construction,
China Crisis,
Buzzcocks,
Todd Rundgren,
The Offenders,
The Sonics,
Mission of Burma,
Skarface,
Subhumans,
The Barracudas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Icehouse,
ABBA,
Andrew Hill,
Grey Daturas,
The Buckinghams,
ABC,
Marc Almond,
Mad Mike,
The Seeds,
Suicide,
Gil Scott Heron,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
Scion,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quantec,
The Modern Lovers,
Banda Bassotti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sugar Minott,
Sällskapet,
Marvin Gaye,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.