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 Mexico and from Seoul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Babytalk,
The American Breed,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visage,
Oneida,
Yellowson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ohio Players,
The Raincoats,
Sparks,
Alphaville,
The Index,
Hardrive,
ABC,
Junior Murvin,
K-Klass,
Fugazi,
Ossler,
Jacob Miller,
Nico,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kas Product,
the Human League,
The Dead C,
Nick Fraelich,
Outsiders,
Parry Music,
Aswad,
Gang Starr,
Scientists,
The Slits,
Matthew Halsall,
Ronan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rapeman,
The Wake,
Joensuu 1685,
The Martian,
Eric Dolphy,
Television,
Black Pus,
Wings,
D'Angelo,
Spoonie Gee,
Byron Stingily,
Clear Light,
Lalo Schifrin,
PIL,
Harry Pussy,
Fela Kuti,
Archie Shepp,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reagan Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Infiniti,
Delon & Dalcan,
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.