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 Qatar and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Dual Sessions to the jazz 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Bobby Sherman,
The Standells,
Michelle Simonal,
Zapp,
The Misunderstood,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sex Pistols,
Interpol,
This Heat,
Aural Exciters,
The Angels of Light,
The Cramps,
Trumans Water,
The Fuzztones,
Slick Rick,
Camouflage,
Ultravox,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eric Copeland,
Lalo Schifrin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David McCallum,
Mad Mike,
Dennis Brown,
Delon & Dalcan,
Essential Logic,
Nik Kershaw,
New York Dolls,
The Black Dice,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Flag,
Suburban Knight,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Buzzcocks,
Fad Gadget,
Bauhaus,
Symarip,
The Cure,
Peter & Gordon,
10cc,
Stiv Bators,
Popol Vuh,
The Toasters,
The Walker Brothers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities,
Drexciya,
Derrick May,
Erasure,
Yazoo,
Robert Hood,
Sixth Finger,
Sonny Sharrock,
Excepter,
Moby Grape,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stetsasonic,
Mars,
Kayak,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.