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 Kiribati and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Boredoms to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Jandek,
Minutemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Faraquet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kurtis Blow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Glenn Branca,
Dennis Brown,
The Angels of Light,
10cc,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sound Behaviour,
The Music Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Young Marble Giants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Juan Atkins,
Excepter,
Can,
Bill Near,
MDC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brand Nubian,
Johnny Osbourne,
Das Ding,
Pagans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Dolphy,
Patti Smith,
Au Pairs,
Skriet,
Royal Trux,
Deadbeat,
Little Man,
Second Layer,
Derrick May,
Terrestrial Tones,
Agitation Free,
Crime,
JFA,
John Cale,
Janne Schatter,
Moss Icon,
the Swans,
Kaleidoscope,
Bad Manners,
Roxette,
Crispian St. Peters,
This Heat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fat Boys,
Heaven 17,
Cheater Slicks,
Camberwell Now,
Girls At Our Best!,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.