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 Sweden and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
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 guitar 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 Invisible to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Essential Logic,
Swans,
Joey Negro,
Hashim,
Radiopuhelimet,
In Retrospect,
Underground Resistance,
The Gap Band,
Faraquet,
Brand Nubian,
Minor Threat,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minutemen,
Chris Corsano,
Newcleus,
The Buckinghams,
Ken Boothe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Intrusion,
Zero Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Lydon,
The Fall,
Hoover,
Quando Quango,
The Kinks,
World's Most,
Gang Gang Dance,
Technova,
Tomorrow,
Sex Pistols,
Youth Brigade,
The Neon Judgement,
Archie Shepp,
Jeff Mills,
Alphaville,
The Techniques,
Nirvana,
Mars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Wings,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
8 Eyed Spy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sight & Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
The Cowsills,
The Associates,
Maurizio,
Black Pus,
Slick Rick,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.