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 Malawi and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Lower 48 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
James White and The Blacks,
Nirvana,
The Associates,
Sarah Menescal,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gabor Szabo,
Agent Orange,
The Detroit Cobras,
Guru Guru,
Public Enemy,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Bad Manners,
Scion,
Crime,
Robert Hood,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gladiators,
The Young Rascals,
The Walker Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cymande,
The Slits,
Infiniti,
Bobby Womack,
The Tremeloes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Chris & Cosey,
Dual Sessions,
Archie Shepp,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rites of Spring,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Standells,
Sly & The Family Stone,
U.S. Maple,
Darondo,
Erasure,
Brand Nubian,
the Swans,
Slick Rick,
Easy Going,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Japan,
Letta Mbulu,
Pulsallama,
Skaos,
Hardrive,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Niagra,
Joe Finger,
Bush Tetras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stereo Dub,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.