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 Iran and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Saccharine Trust to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Eden Ahbez,
Quantec,
Hot Snakes,
Blancmange,
Lindisfarne,
Steve Hackett,
KRS-One,
Charles Mingus,
The Gun Club,
Eddi Front,
Curtis Mayfield,
Idris Muhammad,
Camberwell Now,
Youth Brigade,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lower 48,
The Kinks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tres Demented,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sex Pistols,
Basic Channel,
DJ Sneak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Saccharine Trust,
Mission of Burma,
Shuggie Otis,
Aswad,
Black Sheep,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wally Richardson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Excepter,
Graham Central Station,
Archie Shepp,
The Real Kids,
Magma,
Deakin,
Deepchord,
Nick Fraelich,
Masters at Work,
ABBA,
The Black Dice,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Swans,
The Monks,
Joyce Sims,
Altered Images,
Eli Mardock,
Dawn Penn,
Harmonia,
Sonic Youth,
Delta 5,
Bobby Byrd,
Marine Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cramps,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.