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 Romania and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Public Image Ltd. to the rock 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Liliput,
Clear Light,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerri Chandler,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Urselle,
Half Japanese,
Terry Callier,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Visage,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Matthew Bourne,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Germs,
Johnny Clarke,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mojo Men,
The Doors,
Charles Mingus,
Public Enemy,
John Cale,
The Dirtbombs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joy Division,
Stetsasonic,
Jacques Brel,
Warren Ellis,
Q and Not U,
The Searchers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lightning Bolt,
Hot Snakes,
Fluxion,
The Golliwogs,
Faraquet,
Bang On A Can,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun Ra,
Severed Heads,
The Residents,
Skaos,
Bluetip,
Lungfish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smoke,
Moebius,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mantronix,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echospace,
Arcadia,
Erasure,
Cal Tjader,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.