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 Iraq and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter and Kerry to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
The Victims,
Oblivians,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mission of Burma,
Spoonie Gee,
Jawbox,
The Gap Band,
Skaos,
AZ,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rufus Thomas,
Tomorrow,
The Pretty Things,
Severed Heads,
Boogie Down Productions,
MDC,
Deakin,
Albert Ayler,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joe Smooth,
The Kinks,
Michelle Simonal,
Index,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Arthur Verocai,
Kerrie Biddell,
Faraquet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Main Source,
Brand Nubian,
Supertramp,
The Stooges,
The Smiths,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Parry Music,
Connie Case,
John Lydon,
Patti Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Charles Mingus,
The Fortunes,
Robert Görl,
The Modern Lovers,
R.M.O.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Isaac Hayes,
Niagra,
World's Most,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Grass Roots,
Faust,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lucky Dragons,
Alton Ellis,
PIL,
Cal Tjader,
Stetsasonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.