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 Argentina and from London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nation of Ulysses to the techno 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dennis Brown,
Angry Samoans,
Flipper,
New York Dolls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blossom Toes,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Sonics,
The Stooges,
Warren Ellis,
The Black Dice,
These Immortal Souls,
Barbara Tucker,
Whodini,
The Zeros,
Johnny Osbourne,
Flash Fearless,
Scion,
Godley & Creme,
Siglo XX,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television Personalities,
Josef K,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Residents,
Jerry's Kids,
Boredoms,
Sixth Finger,
Ken Boothe,
Connie Case,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Isaac Hayes,
Outsiders,
Robert Görl,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cal Tjader,
Electric Prunes,
Johnny Clarke,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Liliput,
The Gories,
Nas,
Procol Harum,
The Evens,
Drexciya,
Cymande,
Rod Modell,
Khruangbin,
Fatback Band,
The Fortunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Das Ding,
Eric B and Rakim,
Severed Heads,
The Associates,
Fugazi,
Mark Hollis,
PIL,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.