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 Guatemala and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tom Boy to the jazz 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Real Kids,
Sonny Sharrock,
Deakin,
Janne Schatter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gap Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arthur Verocai,
L. Decosne,
Isaac Hayes,
The Skatalites,
Andrew Hill,
Sarah Menescal,
the Soft Cell,
The United States of America,
Joensuu 1685,
Suicide,
Severed Heads,
New Age Steppers,
Hashim,
The Move,
The Fugs,
Flipper,
Letta Mbulu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
The Alarm Clocks,
Donald Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
Anthony Braxton,
Kool Moe Dee,
Derrick May,
Skarface,
Negative Approach,
Blake Baxter,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scrapy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Swell Maps,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk,
Leonard Cohen,
One Last Wish,
Ohio Players,
the Sonics,
Rhythm & Sound,
Royal Trux,
Vladislav Delay,
Wings,
PIL,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry's Kids,
This Heat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
ABBA,
Absolute Body Control,
New Order,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.