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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the grunge 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Techniques,
Joyce Sims,
Yazoo,
Jeff Lynne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sister Nancy,
Graham Central Station,
Tubeway Army,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Schoolly D,
the Soft Cell,
OOIOO,
Negative Approach,
The Misunderstood,
Joy Division,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scan 7,
Country Teasers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harmonia,
The Blackbyrds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Freddie Wadling,
Bauhaus,
Sällskapet,
Essential Logic,
Sparks,
The Invisible,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Real Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nas,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Modern Lovers,
CMW,
EPMD,
The Walker Brothers,
Bluetip,
Das Ding,
The Cramps,
Talk Talk,
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Youth Brigade,
The Skatalites,
Bill Near,
Heaven 17,
Public Enemy,
David Axelrod,
The Seeds,
The Fugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Unrelated Segments,
Aaron Thompson,
Los Fastidios,
Piero Umiliani,
Jawbox,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.