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 Armenia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 John Cale to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Jeff Lynne,
Harpers Bizarre,
Carl Craig,
Derrick May,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dawn Penn,
Basic Channel,
Television,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Names,
10cc,
Schoolly D,
Popol Vuh,
Dave Gahan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed,
The Associates,
Josef K,
Aloha Tigers,
Hot Snakes,
Pagans,
The Invisible,
Connie Case,
The Pop Group,
The Red Krayola,
Terry Callier,
Lalo Schifrin,
Throbbing Gristle,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minnie Riperton,
The Doobie Brothers,
Saccharine Trust,
The Selecter,
The Sonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Zero Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gladiators,
This Heat,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fatback Band,
Todd Rundgren,
E-Dancer,
Darondo,
Lungfish,
EPMD,
The Misunderstood,
The Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
Main Source,
Mo-Dettes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donald Byrd,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.