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 South Sudan and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Unrelated Segments to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Erykah Badu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Man Eating Sloth,
Harmonia,
Model 500,
Mantronix,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Reagan Youth,
Vladislav Delay,
Charles Mingus,
The Neon Judgement,
Fear,
Rod Modell,
Moby Grape,
Faust,
Stetsasonic,
Minutemen,
Silicon Teens,
The Move,
Surgeon,
Matthew Halsall,
The Count Five,
La Düsseldorf,
PIL,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Outsiders,
The New Christs,
Saccharine Trust,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Soft Cell,
Khruangbin,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bauhaus,
Barbara Tucker,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultravox,
X-101,
Zapp,
Angry Samoans,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
The Techniques,
The Monochrome Set,
Groovy Waters,
Nik Kershaw,
T.S.O.L.,
Youth Brigade,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang of Four,
DNA,
Excepter,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.