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 Thailand and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Juan Atkins to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Angels of Light,
Silicon Teens,
Spoonie Gee,
Blake Baxter,
Lucky Dragons,
OOIOO,
Crash Course in Science,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thompson Twins,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lou Reed,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Detroit Cobras,
Shuggie Otis,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Loose Ends,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe,
Sam Rivers,
The Red Krayola,
Althea and Donna,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New Age Steppers,
Sun City Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Harmonia,
The Black Dice,
MDC,
Grey Daturas,
X-101,
Idris Muhammad,
ABBA,
Danielle Patucci,
Subhumans,
Sarah Menescal,
Yellowson,
Fela Kuti,
U.S. Maple,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lower 48,
Kurtis Blow,
Livin' Joy,
E-Dancer,
Surgeon,
The Pop Group,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Roger Hodgson,
Morten Harket,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül,
Camberwell Now,
Archie Shepp,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Oneida,
the Sonics,
The Count Five,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.