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 Samoa and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 CMW to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chrome,
Von Mondo,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Christie,
Adolescents,
Fear,
Amon Düül II,
Albert Ayler,
Nation of Ulysses,
X-Ray Spex,
Second Layer,
Kayak,
The Fortunes,
Supertramp,
Patti Smith,
Pantytec,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Smoke,
MC5,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Radiohead,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quantec,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Accadde A,
Colin Newman,
Marmalade,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Black Flag,
Faust,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scott Walker,
Mandrill,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick May,
Sister Nancy,
Radio Birdman,
Little Man,
Das Ding,
CMW,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Mummies,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang Green,
OOIOO,
Black Bananas,
Soft Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Yusef Lateef,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.