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 Lithuania and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Tomorrow to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Marine Girls,
Skriet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Lyres,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rapeman,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bang On A Can,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flash Fearless,
Eddi Front,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Dolphy,
Nick Fraelich,
Archie Shepp,
Porter Ricks,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Slits,
Junior Murvin,
Cybotron,
The United States of America,
Model 500,
Idris Muhammad,
Sixth Finger,
Echospace,
The Move,
Television Personalities,
Tears for Fears,
Harpers Bizarre,
Patti Smith,
Arab on Radar,
the Soft Cell,
The Angels of Light,
Au Pairs,
Sam Rivers,
Sun City Girls,
Roxette,
Byron Stingily,
Toni Rubio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soul II Soul,
Duran Duran,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang of Four,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
Minny Pops,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quadrant,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Swans,
Scott Walker,
The Neon Judgement,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.