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 Congo and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Reuben Wilson to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Simply Red,
Soulsonic Force,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
One Last Wish,
The Toasters,
Tomorrow,
Suburban Knight,
Joensuu 1685,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
The J.B.'s,
Howard Jones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
CMW,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
Duran Duran,
Subhumans,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Joy Division,
Thee Headcoats,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gun Club,
the Sonics,
Zero Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Josef K,
The Fugs,
B.T. Express,
Tubeway Army,
David McCallum,
Davy DMX,
Monolake,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultimate Spinach,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
June of 44,
Marine Girls,
The Martian,
The Cramps,
Lower 48,
Ronnie Foster,
Sex Pistols,
Pharoah Sanders,
Peter and Kerry,
Ten City,
Hot Snakes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
Quantec,
H. Thieme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Red Krayola,
Faust,
Marc Almond,
Unrelated Segments,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.