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 Lithuania and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Can to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sister Nancy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
E-Dancer,
Dawn Penn,
Ten City,
Derrick Morgan,
The Raincoats,
Wire,
Quantec,
Groovy Waters,
Pussy Galore,
Flipper,
Matthew Bourne,
Tomorrow,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Donald Byrd,
The Cramps,
Lower 48,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
L. Decosne,
The New Christs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Junior Murvin,
Smog,
Albert Ayler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Black Dice,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skarface,
Crash Course in Science,
Ludus,
Easy Going,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dark Day,
Television Personalities,
Nation of Ulysses,
Public Enemy,
The Dirtbombs,
Neu!,
Newcleus,
Kurtis Blow,
PIL,
Icehouse,
Brick,
Grauzone,
The Gladiators,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dual Sessions,
Soul II Soul,
The Moleskins,
Skriet,
Juan Atkins,
The Mummies,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.