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 Czech Republic and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soft Cell to the jazz 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Urselle,
Marvin Gaye,
The Wake,
Audionom,
The Fugs,
Max Romeo,
China Crisis,
Sight & Sound,
The Leaves,
The Litter,
The Smiths,
Blossom Toes,
Crime,
Hoover,
Tim Buckley,
Youth Brigade,
Ultravox,
Marmalade,
Black Flag,
Basic Channel,
Shoche,
Carl Craig,
The Skatalites,
Pere Ubu,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Groovy Waters,
Eden Ahbez,
Bauhaus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jacques Brel,
The Selecter,
Technova,
Radiopuhelimet,
Howard Jones,
Eurythmics,
Franke,
Black Sheep,
Outsiders,
The Dirtbombs,
June of 44,
Glenn Branca,
Hashim,
Qualms,
Hasil Adkins,
Rites of Spring,
Roxy Music,
Anakelly,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slackers,
Yazoo,
Goldenarms,
E-Dancer,
Grey Daturas,
Minny Pops,
Pantaleimon,
Cecil Taylor,
Lalo Schifrin,
UT,
Infiniti,
Deepchord,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.