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 Nepal and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the jazz 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Swell Maps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Mandrill,
The Neon Judgement,
Soulsonic Force,
ABBA,
LL Cool J,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Lydon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
John Foxx,
Rakim,
Unwound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
KRS-One,
The Misunderstood,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gun Club,
Siglo XX,
Can,
Mantronix,
Pere Ubu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Finger,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oneida,
Japan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobby Womack,
The Motions,
Colin Newman,
Bauhaus,
Cluster,
Mo-Dettes,
Lalann,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Josef K,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Moody Blues,
Scott Walker,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hashim,
Cecil Taylor,
Derrick May,
B.T. Express,
Goldenarms,
The Electric Prunes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Adolescents,
Bang On A Can,
Mars,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young,
Pagans,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.