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 Moldova and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Wolf Eyes to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
D'Angelo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chris Corsano,
Minor Threat,
Skarface,
Lebanon Hanover,
Amon Düül II,
Steve Hackett,
Television Personalities,
Barbara Tucker,
Fatback Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thompson Twins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anakelly,
F. McDonald,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric Copeland,
The Slackers,
kango's stein massive,
Stetsasonic,
The Doors,
Hasil Adkins,
The Last Poets,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Searchers,
Index,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Black Dice,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stiv Bators,
John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Wyatt,
Guru Guru,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare,
Ludus,
Pylon,
Visage,
Scrapy,
Jacques Brel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rekid,
Moebius,
The Fire Engines,
Black Moon,
Maurizio,
John Holt,
Monks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun City Girls,
Fat Boys,
The Gap Band,
Blossom Toes,
Trumans Water,
Nirvana,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Yaz,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.