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 Sudan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bill Near to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
The Misunderstood,
X-Ray Spex,
The Music Machine,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moody Blues,
Angry Samoans,
The Velvet Underground,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
New York Dolls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wings,
The Saints,
Sun Ra,
Bush Tetras,
The Motions,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Selecter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marmalade,
Gong,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Trojans,
Dennis Brown,
Bauhaus,
Procol Harum,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Birthday Party,
Ultravox,
Mo-Dettes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Minnie Riperton,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moby Grape,
Zapp,
In Retrospect,
Arthur Verocai,
Judy Mowatt,
Inner City,
The Happenings,
Gang Starr,
Scientists,
Rotary Connection,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool Moe Dee,
Unwound,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barbara Tucker,
Man Eating Sloth,
Terry Callier,
Quadrant,
Soft Cell,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.