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 Marshall Islands and from Houston.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bob Dylan to the dance 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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Black Dice,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Porter Ricks,
Surgeon,
Brass Construction,
the Swans,
Patti Smith,
The Last Poets,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bauhaus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James White and The Blacks,
Pole,
Henry Cow,
David Axelrod,
Jeff Lynne,
Warren Ellis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Technova,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sight & Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sonics,
Sugar Minott,
Hardrive,
The Mummies,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Monks,
Dual Sessions,
Ultravox,
The Remains,
The Standells,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Von Mondo,
Groovy Waters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Flag,
Gabor Szabo,
The Fire Engines,
Aloha Tigers,
Joensuu 1685,
Todd Rundgren,
Pussy Galore,
Sarah Menescal,
The Divine Comedy,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Birthday Party,
Aaron Thompson,
Minor Threat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dawn Penn,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.