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 Poland and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bobby Sherman to the grunge 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
The Dead C,
Intrusion,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Youth Brigade,
Hoover,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brass Construction,
the Swans,
Iggy Pop,
Delta 5,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scott Walker,
The Stooges,
Erasure,
Bill Near,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Quantec,
Kerri Chandler,
The Monochrome Set,
Interpol,
Nas,
Goldenarms,
Silicon Teens,
Make Up,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
EPMD,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cowsills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fortunes,
UT,
Eddi Front,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Red Krayola,
Tropical Tobacco,
8 Eyed Spy,
David Axelrod,
Grey Daturas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Velvet Underground,
Warsaw,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Grass Roots,
Pere Ubu,
Black Bananas,
Scan 7,
John Holt,
Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
Danielle Patucci,
L. Decosne,
the Association,
Junior Murvin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Technova,
MC5,
The Residents,
Bronski Beat,
Anthony Braxton,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.