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 Nepal and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kerri Chandler to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
The Doors,
Carl Craig,
The Last Poets,
Japan,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Dirtbombs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skarface,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kayak,
Fatback Band,
Roxette,
Supertramp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Oneida,
The Monochrome Set,
Television,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lalann,
Goldenarms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
F. McDonald,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nils Olav,
The Beau Brummels,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Martian,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DJ Sneak,
Mo-Dettes,
Loose Ends,
Pantaleimon,
Skriet,
Mad Mike,
The Fugs,
Amon Düül,
Niagra,
Ultra Naté,
the Human League,
PIL,
The Move,
Arcadia,
Fela Kuti,
Qualms,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ludus,
OOIOO,
Jerry's Kids,
MDC,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Graham Central Station,
The Velvet Underground,
Sparks,
Tears for Fears,
Royal Trux,
Siglo XX,
Gang of Four,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
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You don't know what you really want.
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