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 Senegal and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Shuggie Otis,
Soulsonic Force,
Buzzcocks,
Alton Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Sonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cybotron,
Tommy Roe,
Delta 5,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sarah Menescal,
Erasure,
China Crisis,
Skaos,
The Angels of Light,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed,
Radiohead,
Ludus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yaz,
the Sonics,
Graham Central Station,
Barrington Levy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dorothy Ashby,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Aswad,
Ten City,
The Walker Brothers,
Newcleus,
Infiniti,
Fugazi,
Joyce Sims,
Marine Girls,
Stetsasonic,
D'Angelo,
Mo-Dettes,
Bad Manners,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camberwell Now,
The Vogues,
The Mummies,
Albert Ayler,
Massinfluence,
Crooked Eye,
Aloha Tigers,
K-Klass,
Ronnie Foster,
The Wake,
This Heat,
Dawn Penn,
In Retrospect,
Motorama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.