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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 Monolake to the electroclash 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Janne Schatter,
Unrelated Segments,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Coltrane,
Gang Starr,
Skarface,
Johnny Clarke,
E-Dancer,
The Motions,
the Soft Cell,
New Order,
Angry Samoans,
Ronan,
Quadrant,
The Searchers,
A Certain Ratio,
Isaac Hayes,
Pierre Henry,
kango's stein massive,
Section 25,
Tomorrow,
Ohio Players,
Eurythmics,
Michelle Simonal,
Loose Ends,
Charles Mingus,
ABBA,
Whodini,
The Zeros,
Man Eating Sloth,
Howard Jones,
Bad Manners,
the Normal,
The Litter,
Funky Four + One,
Qualms,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sonics,
F. McDonald,
Kerrie Biddell,
Main Source,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Gories,
Suicide,
Mr. Review,
Barry Ungar,
The Human League,
Kas Product,
D'Angelo,
Stiv Bators,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fuzztones,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott Heron,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.