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 Norway and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Slits to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dawn Penn,
Davy DMX,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James White and The Blacks,
The Martian,
Livin' Joy,
DJ Sneak,
Juan Atkins,
the Human League,
Y Pants,
Television,
Ronan,
F. McDonald,
Index,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Moleskins,
Tomorrow,
Siglo XX,
Gong,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mark Hollis,
Joe Smooth,
Tim Buckley,
Deepchord,
The Evens,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Depeche Mode,
Susan Cadogan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
June Days,
Warsaw,
The Mummies,
Eli Mardock,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slits,
Jeff Mills,
Rekid,
Minny Pops,
Leonard Cohen,
Hardrive,
Eurythmics,
Dennis Brown,
Moebius,
Prince Buster,
Barry Ungar,
Rosa Yemen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Boogie Down Productions,
La Düsseldorf,
Eve St. Jones,
Goldenarms,
Sister Nancy,
Eric Dolphy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sixth Finger,
ABC,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.