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 Macedonia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
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 guitar 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 The Five Americans to the rock 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anthony Braxton record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Youth Brigade,
Robert Hood,
Average White Band,
Don Cherry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June of 44,
Metal Thangz,
Whodini,
Charles Mingus,
Wally Richardson,
Thee Headcoats,
H. Thieme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sex Pistols,
Minutemen,
Eli Mardock,
Pussy Galore,
Alphaville,
Altered Images,
Hot Snakes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Goldenarms,
Bronski Beat,
Gabor Szabo,
Connie Case,
Qualms,
The Skatalites,
Curtis Mayfield,
DJ Sneak,
Glambeats Corp.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Severed Heads,
Aloha Tigers,
Angry Samoans,
Sexual Harrassment,
In Retrospect,
The Names,
kango's stein massive,
Animal Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
a-ha,
Scrapy,
Lou Christie,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marshall Jefferson,
Talk Talk,
Piero Umiliani,
Mark Hollis,
The Gun Club,
Iggy Pop,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pulsallama,
Khruangbin,
Au Pairs,
Yellowson,
Sister Nancy,
Little Man,
The Busters,
The Red Krayola,
The Dead C,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.