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 Japan and from Delhi.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe 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 Youth Brigade to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sam Rivers,
Anakelly,
The Black Dice,
CMW,
Freddie Wadling,
Banda Bassotti,
Janne Schatter,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Iggy Pop,
John Coltrane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
Juan Atkins,
LL Cool J,
Pantytec,
Heaven 17,
Black Sheep,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
New Age Steppers,
Ohio Players,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joyce Sims,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Absolute Body Control,
Idris Muhammad,
Fort Wilson Riot,
New York Dolls,
Bad Manners,
The Fuzztones,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Skatalites,
Vladislav Delay,
Cameo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Dave Clark Five,
Slave,
Oblivians,
Negative Approach,
Neil Young,
B.T. Express,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Harry Pussy,
New Order,
Slick Rick,
Pere Ubu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Glenn Branca,
Vainqueur,
Johnny Clarke,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
KRS-One,
Wings,
Gichy Dan,
Blake Baxter,
Joy Division,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.