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 Peru and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord 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 The Saints to the jazz 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
In Retrospect,
Guru Guru,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Youth Brigade,
The Residents,
The Velvet Underground,
Severed Heads,
Stockholm Monsters,
Oblivians,
Wally Richardson,
John Foxx,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
Michelle Simonal,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Knickerbockers,
Crash Course in Science,
Unwound,
Bauhaus,
New York Dolls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moebius,
cv313,
The Cowsills,
Pulsallama,
Ohio Players,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter and Kerry,
Audionom,
Nirvana,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gang Starr,
ABBA,
The Offenders,
The Sound,
Soft Cell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Last Poets,
Suicide,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cybotron,
The Martian,
Skaos,
Q and Not U,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rites of Spring,
Groovy Waters,
Television,
Sonic Youth,
The Gap Band,
Arab on Radar,
Nico,
Porter Ricks,
Ossler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.