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 Mexico and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Isaac Hayes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Wolf Eyes,
Siglo XX,
Adolescents,
Minnie Riperton,
Eden Ahbez,
Pet Shop Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
Graham Central Station,
The Real Kids,
The Divine Comedy,
Urselle,
Ornette Coleman,
Alton Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Tim Buckley,
Nils Olav,
Eli Mardock,
The Selecter,
Faraquet,
Von Mondo,
Lou Christie,
Joy Division,
Minor Threat,
Lower 48,
Deakin,
Quando Quango,
Gang Gang Dance,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
8 Eyed Spy,
UT,
Kayak,
Lakeside,
Public Image Ltd.,
Circle Jerks,
Bauhaus,
The Moody Blues,
Kurtis Blow,
Avey Tare,
Fatback Band,
JFA,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang Green,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vladislav Delay,
the Sonics,
Sex Pistols,
X-102,
Country Teasers,
Sun City Girls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Slits,
Stiv Bators,
Inner City,
Charles Mingus,
Dave Gahan,
Easy Going,
Eve St. Jones,
One Last Wish,
Yusef Lateef,
Fear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.