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 New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Severed Heads to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Sugar Minott,
X-101,
Rekid,
Animal Collective,
The Motions,
The Neon Judgement,
Country Teasers,
The Techniques,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Gories,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Dirtbombs,
Fat Boys,
H. Thieme,
Jacques Brel,
T. Rex,
Basic Channel,
MDC,
CMW,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skarface,
Livin' Joy,
Nik Kershaw,
D'Angelo,
ABBA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Faust,
John Cale,
Rod Modell,
The Skatalites,
Aaron Thompson,
Kenny Larkin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stereo Dub,
Erasure,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Niagra,
Essential Logic,
Sun Ra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nas,
Patti Smith,
Pole,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
This Heat,
The Remains,
Eli Mardock,
ABC,
Malaria!,
Zero Boys,
Eurythmics,
The Sonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fear,
Al Stewart,
Scratch Acid,
Sparks,
Lou Christie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.