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 Georgia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet 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 Babytalk to the dance 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
The Golliwogs,
The Modern Lovers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Q and Not U,
Mary Jane Girls,
Urselle,
Grandmaster Flash,
Zero Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Dark Day,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Index,
Dorothy Ashby,
Harmonia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Underground Resistance,
Television,
Rites of Spring,
Yazoo,
CMW,
Fatback Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brass Construction,
Can,
Nick Fraelich,
The Saints,
Symarip,
Monolake,
Shoche,
Goldenarms,
Ronan,
Bronski Beat,
Schoolly D,
Lalann,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Byrd,
The J.B.'s,
Sex Pistols,
Brick,
Marc Almond,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Litter,
Zapp,
Slave,
Tubeway Army,
Joe Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nils Olav,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Seeds,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Niagra,
Lindisfarne,
Todd Terry,
Lakeside,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.