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 Philippines and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord 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 Kas Product to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Swans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bush Tetras,
Buzzcocks,
Rakim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Stiv Bators,
Echospace,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blake Baxter,
Morten Harket,
John Holt,
Banda Bassotti,
Jerry's Kids,
Sällskapet,
Agitation Free,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Carl Craig,
Anakelly,
The Raincoats,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Panda Bear,
CMW,
Judy Mowatt,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Moon,
Eric Dolphy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
The Skatalites,
Skaos,
Toni Rubio,
Camberwell Now,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Evens,
Basic Channel,
Patti Smith,
Nick Fraelich,
Parry Music,
KRS-One,
Eddi Front,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joyce Sims,
the Human League,
Sound Behaviour,
Desert Stars,
The Index,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultravox,
the Germs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.