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 Ethiopia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Dennis Brown to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 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?
Jerry's Kids,
The Velvet Underground,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blues Magoos,
Faust,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kevin Saunderson,
AZ,
Sun Ra,
Bob Dylan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Popol Vuh,
Newcleus,
Cymande,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scan 7,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ponytail,
These Immortal Souls,
The Victims,
The Index,
MC5,
Ornette Coleman,
Intrusion,
Letta Mbulu,
a-ha,
H. Thieme,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Toasters,
The Five Americans,
Tres Demented,
Freddie Wadling,
Sonic Youth,
Reagan Youth,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scrapy,
Hoover,
The Neon Judgement,
Traffic Nightmare,
Qualms,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Real Kids,
Half Japanese,
Joy Division,
Maleditus Sound,
Pussy Galore,
The Residents,
Zapp,
Electric Prunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
Malaria!,
Matthew Bourne,
the Swans,
MDC,
kango's stein massive,
Sex Pistols,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nico,
Thee Headcoats,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.