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 Tuvalu and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord 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 Little Man to the disco 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
This Heat,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Cell,
Sällskapet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Masters at Work,
The Blues Magoos,
Stetsasonic,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Christie,
Main Source,
Barry Ungar,
Hoover,
DNA,
World's Most,
10cc,
Little Man,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cecil Taylor,
The Velvet Underground,
Circle Jerks,
Joy Division,
Sugar Minott,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kas Product,
The Standells,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sound Behaviour,
Section 25,
Avey Tare,
Amazonics,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gun Club,
Whodini,
Eddi Front,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fall,
Los Fastidios,
Jeff Mills,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Rundgren,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Flag,
Massinfluence,
Delon & Dalcan,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
The Smiths,
T.S.O.L.,
Reagan Youth,
Sandy B,
Moebius,
Zapp,
The Raincoats,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The American Breed,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.