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 Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Sexual Harrassment to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Pierre Henry,
Laurel Aitken,
The Knickerbockers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Lydon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Adolescents,
The Gories,
Panda Bear,
Faraquet,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Womack,
Dual Sessions,
Vainqueur,
Harmonia,
Joey Negro,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The New Christs,
E-Dancer,
Thompson Twins,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Sonics,
Gong,
The Barracudas,
Accadde A,
Roger Hodgson,
Reagan Youth,
Black Pus,
Mars,
The Residents,
Echospace,
Pulsallama,
Ornette Coleman,
Little Man,
Television,
Camouflage,
Hoover,
The Martian,
Sun City Girls,
The Human League,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Massinfluence,
ABC,
Terry Callier,
Marvin Gaye,
The Durutti Column,
Circle Jerks,
ABBA,
The Happenings,
David Axelrod,
Brand Nubian,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quando Quango,
Barrington Levy,
Radiohead,
Jandek,
New Age Steppers,
Cymande,
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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.