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 Senegal and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ 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 Tomorrow to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
AZ,
The Electric Prunes,
The New Christs,
Symarip,
Nirvana,
Lalann,
Nick Fraelich,
Rufus Thomas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Little Man,
Guru Guru,
Gastr Del Sol,
R.M.O.,
A Certain Ratio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Television,
Skaos,
Pylon,
Gerry Rafferty,
ABBA,
Neu!,
Amon Düül,
The Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
The Count Five,
Deakin,
Pierre Henry,
Tears for Fears,
The Monochrome Set,
Stiv Bators,
The Index,
Mo-Dettes,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed,
Slave,
Mandrill,
Lightning Bolt,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Interpol,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Sherman,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joyce Sims,
kango's stein massive,
The Misunderstood,
Sixth Finger,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nils Olav,
Half Japanese,
Pere Ubu,
Bill Near,
Brand Nubian,
Pet Shop Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boz Scaggs,
Sound Behaviour,
Arab on Radar,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Flamin' Groovies,
Freddie Wadling,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.