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 St Lucia and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron 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 Junior Murvin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Roxette,
the Swans,
John Coltrane,
Absolute Body Control,
Shoche,
Minnie Riperton,
Jandek,
Amazonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Zero Boys,
Swell Maps,
Pere Ubu,
John Holt,
New York Dolls,
Gang of Four,
Duran Duran,
Throbbing Gristle,
Unwound,
Nils Olav,
Flipper,
a-ha,
Soul II Soul,
Thompson Twins,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ossler,
The New Christs,
F. McDonald,
Deadbeat,
Donny Hathaway,
Quantec,
Groovy Waters,
Joensuu 1685,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Toasters,
The Blackbyrds,
Donald Byrd,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Associates,
Delta 5,
Scrapy,
Dead Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crime,
Supertramp,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.