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 Qatar and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Cecil Taylor,
T.S.O.L.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June of 44,
The Happenings,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lakeside,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moby Grape,
Magazine,
Isaac Hayes,
Youth Brigade,
The Five Americans,
Skaos,
Whodini,
Theoretical Girls,
Warsaw,
Los Fastidios,
DJ Style,
Saccharine Trust,
Inner City,
X-Ray Spex,
Masters at Work,
Skarface,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Darondo,
the Association,
Peter & Gordon,
The Vogues,
Au Pairs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marc Almond,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
AZ,
The Moody Blues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Smiths,
the Germs,
FM Einheit,
Letta Mbulu,
Fad Gadget,
Lalo Schifrin,
Liliput,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barry Ungar,
Drive Like Jehu,
New Order,
Khruangbin,
Deadbeat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Al Stewart,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
EPMD,
L. Decosne,
Brass Construction,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.