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 Cameroon 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Edmonton.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Kevin Saunderson 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mantronix,
The Smiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Saints,
Kenny Larkin,
Sonic Youth,
Amazonics,
This Heat,
Scion,
Negative Approach,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Funkadelic,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sandy B,
D'Angelo,
Crooked Eye,
The Monochrome Set,
David Bowie,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
the Germs,
Suicide,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yusef Lateef,
Bobby Byrd,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Urselle,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
JFA,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Kinks,
Rekid,
Pole,
Blancmange,
Skriet,
Cheater Slicks,
The Modern Lovers,
Skaos,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Clear Light,
Blossom Toes,
the Human League,
Make Up,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
MDC,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fortunes,
The Sound,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Niagra,
48th St. Collective,
Roxy Music,
Swans,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.