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 Monaco and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Panda Bear to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Unrelated Segments,
H. Thieme,
Terry Callier,
Alice Coltrane,
Sonic Youth,
the Human League,
The Blues Magoos,
Eric Dolphy,
ABBA,
Crispian St. Peters,
Soft Machine,
The Gladiators,
Symarip,
Faraquet,
Janne Schatter,
Fela Kuti,
Man Eating Sloth,
Danielle Patucci,
The New Christs,
Brick,
Ken Boothe,
Barrington Levy,
Japan,
MDC,
Marine Girls,
Minutemen,
Royal Trux,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Sneak,
Moebius,
Fear,
Dave Gahan,
Pere Ubu,
Ornette Coleman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rapeman,
Mantronix,
Skarface,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Los Fastidios,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Wyatt,
The American Breed,
Public Enemy,
Kayak,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The United States of America,
The Smiths,
8 Eyed Spy,
Robert Görl,
Donald Byrd,
The Barracudas,
Derrick May,
The Angels of Light,
One Last Wish,
Jawbox,
Buzzcocks,
Joey Negro,
Thompson Twins,
Khruangbin,
Warsaw,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.