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 Uganda 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Roxy Music to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Nils Olav,
Grauzone,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Wake,
Sonic Youth,
Lightning Bolt,
Niagra,
Livin' Joy,
The Doors,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pierre Henry,
Cameo,
PIL,
KRS-One,
Peter and Kerry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
cv313,
Sam Rivers,
Average White Band,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Sneak,
Jandek,
The J.B.'s,
Metal Thangz,
Sarah Menescal,
Yaz,
Pulsallama,
The Knickerbockers,
Excepter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Christie,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mo-Dettes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hashim,
Carl Craig,
Moss Icon,
Aural Exciters,
Funkadelic,
Theoretical Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
World's Most,
Subhumans,
Whodini,
The Raincoats,
The Toasters,
Kayak,
Slick Rick,
Eric Dolphy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Move,
Dennis Brown,
Nik Kershaw,
Simply Red,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arab on Radar,
Scion,
Rapeman,
Laurel Aitken,
Massinfluence,
Soft Machine,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.