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 Guyana and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 The Raincoats to the dance 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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Alison Limerick,
Danielle Patucci,
Crispy Ambulance,
T.S.O.L.,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agitation Free,
Icehouse,
Inner City,
The Toasters,
Neil Young,
Rod Modell,
Y Pants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mandrill,
U.S. Maple,
Silicon Teens,
Derrick Morgan,
Average White Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The New Christs,
The Young Rascals,
Flash Fearless,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Knickerbockers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Masters at Work,
Marc Almond,
Sugar Minott,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Von Mondo,
Infiniti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cal Tjader,
The Star Department,
Hashim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Birthday Party,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mojo Men,
cv313,
The Martian,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eve St. Jones,
Dark Day,
Au Pairs,
K-Klass,
Marine Girls,
Altered Images,
Basic Channel,
Aloha Tigers,
Soft Cell,
The Techniques,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.