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 El Salvador and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quantec to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The American Breed,
Cecil Taylor,
Tim Buckley,
Donny Hathaway,
Country Teasers,
Ludus,
The Wake,
Patti Smith,
Henry Cow,
Can,
Gang Starr,
KRS-One,
Unrelated Segments,
Erykah Badu,
The Gladiators,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
Matthew Halsall,
China Crisis,
Dave Gahan,
LL Cool J,
Khruangbin,
The Standells,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Misunderstood,
Symarip,
Ponytail,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Iggy Pop,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lalann,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
AZ,
The Barracudas,
Grauzone,
Q65,
Oneida,
Reuben Wilson,
Technova,
Carl Craig,
Bill Wells,
Cameo,
Todd Rundgren,
Brass Construction,
Ten City,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Womack,
Ohio Players,
Aloha Tigers,
The Divine Comedy,
The Invisible,
Deakin,
Reagan Youth,
Accadde A,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sällskapet,
Joensuu 1685,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.