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 Botswana and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron 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 Urselle to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
the Association,
The Evens,
UT,
Loose Ends,
Tom Boy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Cramps,
The Seeds,
Average White Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Matthew Halsall,
Dual Sessions,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Byrd,
Wire,
The Slits,
Yellowson,
Joy Division,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lalann,
Model 500,
Thompson Twins,
Marmalade,
Ten City,
Mandrill,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nation of Ulysses,
Swell Maps,
Brothers Johnson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Standells,
Mission of Burma,
The Flesh Eaters,
Magma,
The Gories,
Quantec,
The Last Poets,
Joey Negro,
Tubeway Army,
Andrew Hill,
New Age Steppers,
Make Up,
Duran Duran,
Janne Schatter,
Television Personalities,
Guru Guru,
Lungfish,
Country Teasers,
Das Ding,
the Sonics,
This Heat,
The Saints,
Kurtis Blow,
Sonic Youth,
Blake Baxter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.