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 Kazakhstan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Raincoats to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Kayak,
Bauhaus,
The Trojans,
Hot Snakes,
The Slackers,
The Smoke,
Outsiders,
The Pop Group,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
EPMD,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Age Steppers,
Kas Product,
Donald Byrd,
Television,
Erykah Badu,
Iggy Pop,
Rekid,
Massinfluence,
Ice-T,
Model 500,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rakim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eric Copeland,
David Bowie,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Groovy Waters,
Ohio Players,
The Names,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tears for Fears,
Moss Icon,
The Beau Brummels,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-101,
The Victims,
Spandau Ballet,
Negative Approach,
Robert Görl,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Soft Cell,
The Barracudas,
Ronan,
Cybotron,
One Last Wish,
The Leaves,
Arcadia,
Duran Duran,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeff Mills,
Black Sheep,
Bill Wells,
Second Layer,
Pierre Henry,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.