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 Mongolia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron 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 Bill Wells to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Drive Like Jehu,
Severed Heads,
Chris & Cosey,
Section 25,
The Music Machine,
UT,
The Fall,
Bang On A Can,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Divine Comedy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul II Soul,
DNA,
The Electric Prunes,
Faust,
Blake Baxter,
Amon Düül,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slackers,
Deakin,
Echospace,
Sex Pistols,
Sällskapet,
48th St. Collective,
Roxy Music,
The Mummies,
Matthew Halsall,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kayak,
Los Fastidios,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alice Coltrane,
New Order,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Howard Jones,
The Young Rascals,
Skaos,
Tubeway Army,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Don Cherry,
Goldenarms,
Nils Olav,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
H. Thieme,
Al Stewart,
The Modern Lovers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kas Product,
Stereo Dub,
PIL,
Prince Buster,
Simply Red,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sam Rivers,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.