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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skarface to the crunk 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yusef Lateef,
The Blues Magoos,
Lebanon Hanover,
Henry Cow,
The Fall,
The Mummies,
Chris & Cosey,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aloha Tigers,
Arcadia,
Morten Harket,
PIL,
Skaos,
Ornette Coleman,
The Dead C,
ABC,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agitation Free,
Tommy Roe,
Sixth Finger,
Can,
Suburban Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sister Nancy,
Flipper,
Angry Samoans,
Chrome,
Oblivians,
Mad Mike,
DJ Style,
Vainqueur,
Roy Ayers,
X-102,
The Associates,
Colin Newman,
Max Romeo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jerry's Kids,
Derrick Morgan,
Buzzcocks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Outsiders,
Roxy Music,
Wings,
Malaria!,
Hot Snakes,
Prince Buster,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Monolake,
Patti Smith,
Zapp,
R.M.O.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Todd Terry,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Theoretical Girls,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.