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 Chad and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Graham Central Station 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Motions,
Jandek,
Whodini,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sixth Finger,
Khruangbin,
One Last Wish,
Massinfluence,
Simply Red,
Echospace,
DJ Sneak,
Anthony Braxton,
Danielle Patucci,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Moon,
F. McDonald,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Half Japanese,
Yazoo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
New Order,
kango's stein massive,
Royal Trux,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Stooges,
Pet Shop Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Cale,
Qualms,
The Victims,
Skaos,
The Beau Brummels,
Tim Buckley,
AZ,
Kaleidoscope,
Althea and Donna,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Bar-Kays,
This Heat,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Schoolly D,
Sam Rivers,
The Gap Band,
Lou Christie,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fall,
DJ Style,
Gang Gang Dance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cecil Taylor,
Panda Bear,
The Selecter,
Johnny Clarke,
Index,
Groovy Waters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ohio Players,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.