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 Israel and from Sao Paulo.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Heaven 17 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Sex Pistols,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter & Gordon,
Schoolly D,
Rotary Connection,
Albert Ayler,
Flash Fearless,
The Smiths,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barclay James Harvest,
Reagan Youth,
David McCallum,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eli Mardock,
Dawn Penn,
In Retrospect,
Whodini,
Bronski Beat,
Mark Hollis,
Henry Cow,
D'Angelo,
Ten City,
The Star Department,
Audionom,
Chris Corsano,
Girls At Our Best!,
Model 500,
The Blackbyrds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terry Callier,
The Residents,
Anthony Braxton,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aloha Tigers,
MC5,
Tim Buckley,
Q and Not U,
Janne Schatter,
Intrusion,
Josef K,
Bill Wells,
The Birthday Party,
Silicon Teens,
Steve Hackett,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scan 7,
Freddie Wadling,
Stiv Bators,
EPMD,
John Foxx,
The Barracudas,
OOIOO,
Heaven 17,
kango's stein massive,
Joey Negro,
The Black Dice,
Spoonie Gee,
Pantytec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Charles Mingus,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.