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 United Kingdom and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 The Evens to the electroclash 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Eli Mardock,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sonic Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Barrington Levy,
Neil Young,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Underground Resistance,
Juan Atkins,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Don Cherry,
Mark Hollis,
Prince Buster,
Ohio Players,
Bluetip,
The Monks,
U.S. Maple,
The Sound,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Adolescents,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Icehouse,
Gabor Szabo,
Clear Light,
Slave,
Davy DMX,
The Pretty Things,
Buzzcocks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Happenings,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeff Lynne,
The Real Kids,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dave Gahan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Little Man,
Sugar Minott,
Scan 7,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Sheep,
Siglo XX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Selecter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amazonics,
Babytalk,
KRS-One,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oblivians,
Sound Behaviour,
Hot Snakes,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.