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 Georgia and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Music Machine to the crunk 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Loose Ends,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alton Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Minny Pops,
Sonic Youth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cal Tjader,
The Toasters,
Jeff Mills,
Rekid,
Funky Four + One,
Section 25,
Blancmange,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-101,
DNA,
Flipper,
Roger Hodgson,
Suicide,
The Knickerbockers,
Circle Jerks,
Gabor Szabo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bang On A Can,
The Mojo Men,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pere Ubu,
Erasure,
Alphaville,
Soulsonic Force,
Jandek,
Yaz,
Shuggie Otis,
Unwound,
Schoolly D,
Dennis Brown,
Adolescents,
The Black Dice,
Fatback Band,
Aural Exciters,
Underground Resistance,
Dual Sessions,
Ludus,
The Litter,
Wings,
Max Romeo,
The Zeros,
Theoretical Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Magma,
FM Einheit,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.