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 Jordan and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 MC5 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
UT,
The Mojo Men,
The American Breed,
MC5,
John Foxx,
Lungfish,
Blancmange,
Khruangbin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pylon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Aural Exciters,
Janne Schatter,
Wolf Eyes,
Accadde A,
Cheater Slicks,
Sixth Finger,
Glenn Branca,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ten City,
Mandrill,
Radiohead,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pere Ubu,
Black Bananas,
Scratch Acid,
The Grass Roots,
Kas Product,
Mark Hollis,
Scan 7,
Ultra Naté,
Althea and Donna,
Bluetip,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eve St. Jones,
Royal Trux,
Harpers Bizarre,
Con Funk Shun,
The Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Magma,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fugazi,
Angry Samoans,
Pierre Henry,
Maurizio,
Barrington Levy,
Parry Music,
Peter & Gordon,
Albert Ayler,
Andrew Hill,
Mad Mike,
DJ Sneak,
Siglo XX,
Scott Walker,
June of 44,
Metal Thangz,
the Association,
These Immortal Souls,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.