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 Fiji and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 Jawbox to the rap 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Dawn Penn,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fortunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Juan Atkins,
Gang Starr,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soft Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
CMW,
DNA,
The Evens,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kaleidoscope,
The Star Department,
Hoover,
Dave Gahan,
Rakim,
the Normal,
The Techniques,
Swell Maps,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bauhaus,
Dual Sessions,
The Dead C,
Warren Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cramps,
K-Klass,
The New Christs,
Adolescents,
Kayak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Drexciya,
Iggy Pop,
Bob Dylan,
Hashim,
Cluster,
Loose Ends,
Sexual Harrassment,
Whodini,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
kango's stein massive,
Das Ding,
Severed Heads,
Black Bananas,
Barry Ungar,
The Happenings,
Brothers Johnson,
Sixth Finger,
June Days,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.