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 Guinea and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Yellowson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek 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 an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Skaos,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bootsy Collins,
Thompson Twins,
Television Personalities,
Schoolly D,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mantronix,
Rekid,
Pere Ubu,
The Star Department,
Boogie Down Productions,
Chris Corsano,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
The Angels of Light,
The Wake,
The Raincoats,
The Busters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sister Nancy,
Pantaleimon,
John Coltrane,
Babytalk,
Amon Düül,
Animal Collective,
Altered Images,
Magma,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hashim,
Connie Case,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q and Not U,
Dave Gahan,
Leonard Cohen,
Aloha Tigers,
Shuggie Otis,
Liliput,
Crash Course in Science,
Roy Ayers,
The Doors,
The Fugs,
Depeche Mode,
The United States of America,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wolf Eyes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
10cc,
Eric Copeland,
Althea and Donna,
Ronnie Foster,
Thee Headcoats,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Goldenarms,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.