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 Papua New Guinea and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hardrive to the electroclash 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
The Beau Brummels,
Magazine,
Sixth Finger,
Faraquet,
Brand Nubian,
Rod Modell,
The Invisible,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Association,
Erasure,
Letta Mbulu,
Clear Light,
The Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Shuggie Otis,
The Skatalites,
Bobby Womack,
Scan 7,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
The Trojans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kurtis Blow,
Darondo,
Massinfluence,
Porter Ricks,
China Crisis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cybotron,
Peter & Gordon,
Can,
Henry Cow,
Quantec,
Josef K,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cecil Taylor,
KRS-One,
Black Bananas,
Iggy Pop,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funky Four + One,
Brick,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cluster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hot Snakes,
Jacques Brel,
Black Sheep,
The Victims,
Maleditus Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deakin,
Yellowson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lower 48,
Bill Wells,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eddi Front,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.