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 Denmark and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Masters at Work to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Searchers. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
R.M.O.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Saccharine Trust,
Sun Ra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Aloha Tigers,
Brick,
L. Decosne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Leonard Cohen,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blake Baxter,
Minny Pops,
The Standells,
Pierre Henry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Rundgren,
John Coltrane,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Radiohead,
The New Christs,
Swell Maps,
Infiniti,
Oneida,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mummies,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Monochrome Set,
Sixth Finger,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
Steve Hackett,
Iggy Pop,
Moss Icon,
Accadde A,
Black Sheep,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Slits,
Marvin Gaye,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sound Behaviour,
Country Teasers,
Sarah Menescal,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alphaville,
Fugazi,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jacques Brel,
Loose Ends,
The Black Dice,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry's Kids,
Cecil Taylor,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soul II Soul,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.