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 Mauritania 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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Technova,
The Monks,
Los Fastidios,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rotary Connection,
Underground Resistance,
Harmonia,
Depeche Mode,
The Mummies,
Radio Birdman,
Ohio Players,
The Busters,
Donny Hathaway,
Q and Not U,
Warsaw,
Surgeon,
Niagra,
The Trojans,
The Cramps,
Joe Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Inner City,
The Black Dice,
The Electric Prunes,
Black Sheep,
Joensuu 1685,
Suburban Knight,
New Age Steppers,
Ludus,
Alice Coltrane,
Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
T.S.O.L.,
The Remains,
Nils Olav,
Oblivians,
Max Romeo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick May,
ABBA,
One Last Wish,
Panda Bear,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Toasters,
Eric Copeland,
Duran Duran,
Zapp,
Bluetip,
Skaos,
Slave,
Interpol,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jeff Lynne,
Faraquet,
The Pop Group,
kango's stein massive,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fugazi,
Stetsasonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Anthony Braxton,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.