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 Macedonia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ohio Players to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Faraquet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Starr,
The Star Department,
The Cure,
The Pop Group,
Ultra Naté,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Loose Ends,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Little Man,
The Fire Engines,
John Holt,
The Toasters,
Section 25,
Warren Ellis,
Ornette Coleman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Glenn Branca,
Das Ding,
Iggy Pop,
Anakelly,
The Kinks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terry Callier,
Eric Dolphy,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Bananas,
Roger Hodgson,
Guru Guru,
The Human League,
Y Pants,
the Fania All-Stars,
Todd Rundgren,
Amon Düül,
The Smiths,
Au Pairs,
Magma,
Yaz,
Ice-T,
Sister Nancy,
Tres Demented,
David McCallum,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Urselle,
New Order,
Cal Tjader,
Wings,
Rekid,
Erykah Badu,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jandek,
OOIOO,
Sugar Minott,
Delon & Dalcan,
Icehouse,
Mantronix,
Subhumans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.