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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Jakarta and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Quantec to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
The Young Rascals,
The Slackers,
The Cure,
These Immortal Souls,
Easy Going,
Alphaville,
Colin Newman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gong,
Jacob Miller,
The Gun Club,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dennis Brown,
Japan,
Tears for Fears,
Pantytec,
Babytalk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Boredoms,
The Fuzztones,
Joe Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mission of Burma,
Morten Harket,
Public Enemy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Judy Mowatt,
H. Thieme,
Agitation Free,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fire Engines,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
AZ,
Oneida,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Byron Stingily,
James Chance & The Contortions,
K-Klass,
Eli Mardock,
Hasil Adkins,
Joey Negro,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roger Hodgson,
Pere Ubu,
the Human League,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Mojo Men,
Brass Construction,
Juan Atkins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobby Womack,
Supertramp,
EPMD,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marine Girls,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.