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 Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Todd Rundgren to the electroclash 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
The Misunderstood,
K-Klass,
The Beau Brummels,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Green,
Iggy Pop,
Neu!,
Reuben Wilson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Livin' Joy,
Arcadia,
The Moody Blues,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fear,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New Order,
Oblivians,
David Axelrod,
The Tremeloes,
Moss Icon,
The Selecter,
The Electric Prunes,
The Smoke,
Bluetip,
DNA,
Roy Ayers,
The Five Americans,
Quando Quango,
The Dave Clark Five,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Star Department,
Negative Approach,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythm & Sound,
Niagra,
Unrelated Segments,
The Durutti Column,
Freddie Wadling,
Camouflage,
Pagans,
Tubeway Army,
Marine Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Bill Near,
Lalann,
Skriet,
Charles Mingus,
Robert Wyatt,
Nas,
Essential Logic,
China Crisis,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Hood,
The Standells,
World's Most,
The Trojans,
Pantytec,
Parry Music,
Sun City Girls,
Make Up,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.