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 Albania and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 Archie Shepp to the crunk 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
The Techniques,
Kerri Chandler,
Kas Product,
Ten City,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Section 25,
The Cramps,
T.S.O.L.,
Masters at Work,
the Human League,
Eddi Front,
The Associates,
Marine Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
Bill Near,
Los Fastidios,
The Fugs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roxette,
Sonic Youth,
Pere Ubu,
Tubeway Army,
Monolake,
Theoretical Girls,
Ralphi Rosario,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cowsills,
Michelle Simonal,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yazoo,
Gang Green,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alton Ellis,
Danielle Patucci,
DJ Sneak,
Altered Images,
Neu!,
Liliput,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bill Wells,
Cal Tjader,
Radiohead,
Faust,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Faraquet,
One Last Wish,
Kayak,
Oneida,
Lightning Bolt,
kango's stein massive,
Oblivians,
Massinfluence,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nico,
Sex Pistols,
Lyres,
Severed Heads,
Tres Demented,
Jawbox,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.