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 Syria and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Evens to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wolf Eyes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Zero Boys,
the Slits,
Rufus Thomas,
Barrington Levy,
Absolute Body Control,
Eden Ahbez,
Wire,
Bill Near,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mad Mike,
The Saints,
Sandy B,
Skriet,
The Happenings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Delta 5,
Piero Umiliani,
Zapp,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
H. Thieme,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hot Snakes,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Moody Blues,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Graham Central Station,
Cabaret Voltaire,
48th St. Collective,
Rakim,
Index,
X-101,
The Martian,
Adolescents,
Fugazi,
John Cale,
Clear Light,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Move,
Eurythmics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Outsiders,
June of 44,
The Fuzztones,
The Durutti Column,
Harmonia,
This Heat,
Negative Approach,
The J.B.'s,
AZ,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.