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 Comoros and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jandek to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
The Slits,
Soft Cell,
Urselle,
The United States of America,
Charles Mingus,
The Gun Club,
Alice Coltrane,
Bronski Beat,
Depeche Mode,
Accadde A,
Aloha Tigers,
Peter and Kerry,
Anakelly,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drexciya,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
E-Dancer,
New Age Steppers,
Lucky Dragons,
June Days,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Iggy Pop,
Fela Kuti,
Crispian St. Peters,
DNA,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sixth Finger,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Average White Band,
Skaos,
Lyres,
X-Ray Spex,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Detroit Cobras,
Hasil Adkins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Judy Mowatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Delta 5,
The Star Department,
Los Fastidios,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Minutemen,
Wally Richardson,
PIL,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Echospace,
Amazonics,
Bobby Byrd,
Quantec,
Patti Smith,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cheater Slicks,
Monks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Intrusion,
Derrick Morgan,
The Young Rascals,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.