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 Kiribati and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin 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 Johnny Osbourne to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Cecil Taylor,
Rotary Connection,
the Swans,
Duran Duran,
A Certain Ratio,
Judy Mowatt,
Lou Christie,
Outsiders,
Excepter,
Nick Fraelich,
The Saints,
Aural Exciters,
Rapeman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Al Stewart,
Cybotron,
Neu!,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Red Krayola,
Brand Nubian,
Grey Daturas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Happenings,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
X-102,
The Alarm Clocks,
Todd Rundgren,
Panda Bear,
Circle Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
Khruangbin,
the Normal,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eurythmics,
Radio Birdman,
Hasil Adkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fela Kuti,
The Fugs,
Ornette Coleman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Youth Brigade,
T.S.O.L.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gories,
Scion,
The Black Dice,
JFA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Banda Bassotti,
Urselle,
Archie Shepp,
The Velvet Underground,
Freddie Wadling,
Curtis Mayfield,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.