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 Nicaragua and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Parry Music to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
The Sonics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Sixth Finger,
Moebius,
Dave Gahan,
Angry Samoans,
DJ Style,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The United States of America,
Harmonia,
The Happenings,
The Motions,
Howard Jones,
JFA,
PIL,
Newcleus,
Vainqueur,
Frankie Knuckles,
Babytalk,
The Monochrome Set,
La Düsseldorf,
Mantronix,
Traffic Nightmare,
F. McDonald,
Max Romeo,
Reuben Wilson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soulsonic Force,
Joyce Sims,
Sun City Girls,
Susan Cadogan,
The Offenders,
Bad Manners,
The Grass Roots,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nirvana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gang of Four,
Bill Wells,
The Seeds,
Sonic Youth,
Grauzone,
Q65,
Loose Ends,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arthur Verocai,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yellowson,
Bauhaus,
Joe Finger,
T. Rex,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.