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 Liechtenstein and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the electroclash 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
the Association,
Ludus,
Ohio Players,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tears for Fears,
The Gap Band,
The Seeds,
Freddie Wadling,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ten City,
The Golliwogs,
UT,
Rod Modell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Don Cherry,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Holt,
Mr. Review,
Aswad,
Bronski Beat,
JFA,
the Soft Cell,
Hot Snakes,
Eurythmics,
Joyce Sims,
Henry Cow,
Rosa Yemen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crooked Eye,
Swell Maps,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Trumans Water,
Jandek,
Nik Kershaw,
KRS-One,
Heaven 17,
Young Marble Giants,
Amon Düül,
This Heat,
Aural Exciters,
Radiohead,
Roxette,
Cluster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nick Fraelich,
10cc,
Kenny Larkin,
Lakeside,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
Max Romeo,
The Divine Comedy,
Y Pants,
Iggy Pop,
The Barracudas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scion,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dark Day,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.