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 Mexico and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Newcleus to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tom Boy,
Stereo Dub,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bluetip,
Desert Stars,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Standells,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rotary Connection,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ice-T,
Dave Gahan,
Graham Central Station,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barry Ungar,
Agitation Free,
Carl Craig,
John Coltrane,
The Techniques,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eli Mardock,
Ultimate Spinach,
June of 44,
The Music Machine,
Niagra,
The New Christs,
The Fire Engines,
Agent Orange,
Jacques Brel,
China Crisis,
Kerri Chandler,
Ohio Players,
Public Enemy,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Vogues,
The Sound,
MDC,
Cheater Slicks,
Monolake,
David Bowie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jandek,
These Immortal Souls,
Amon Düül,
The Young Rascals,
Matthew Bourne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Trumans Water,
the Sonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cybotron,
World's Most,
Nirvana,
AZ,
Fad Gadget,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.