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 San Marino and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Charles Mingus,
Soft Cell,
Circle Jerks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lightning Bolt,
Deadbeat,
Crooked Eye,
Saccharine Trust,
Grauzone,
Rosa Yemen,
The Pretty Things,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jandek,
the Human League,
Q65,
The Buckinghams,
Suburban Knight,
John Foxx,
Unrelated Segments,
Infiniti,
Monolake,
The Residents,
Blancmange,
Spandau Ballet,
The J.B.'s,
Darondo,
Cecil Taylor,
The United States of America,
Todd Terry,
Jerry's Kids,
Spoonie Gee,
Bauhaus,
Erasure,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pierre Henry,
Mo-Dettes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Mills,
Rapeman,
Kas Product,
The Litter,
Cameo,
Zero Boys,
Frankie Knuckles,
Davy DMX,
Absolute Body Control,
Pole,
The Fugs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bad Manners,
The Doors,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Swans,
Slave,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.