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 Bahamas and from Woodstock.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Camberwell Now to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Model 500,
The Velvet Underground,
Franke,
The Monochrome Set,
Moebius,
Crash Course in Science,
MDC,
The New Christs,
The Last Poets,
the Bar-Kays,
Sonny Sharrock,
Matthew Bourne,
Tears for Fears,
The Music Machine,
Brand Nubian,
Mantronix,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Selecter,
June Days,
Pylon,
Eli Mardock,
The Pretty Things,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Starr,
Boz Scaggs,
Groovy Waters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ronan,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jandek,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sister Nancy,
Unwound,
The Human League,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amon Düül II,
Cluster,
David Bowie,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Normal,
Bobby Byrd,
Whodini,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hot Snakes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joe Finger,
The Remains,
Interpol,
Black Flag,
Kaleidoscope,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.