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 El Salvador and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dave Gahan to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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 Swans,
Public Enemy,
Yaz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Delta 5,
The Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Charles Mingus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rotary Connection,
Graham Central Station,
The Cowsills,
PIL,
Tropical Tobacco,
Morten Harket,
Easy Going,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scrapy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Finger,
Schoolly D,
the Association,
Blancmange,
Television Personalities,
One Last Wish,
The Remains,
Chris Corsano,
The Walker Brothers,
EPMD,
The Wake,
June Days,
The Knickerbockers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DJ Style,
Anakelly,
Spandau Ballet,
Ludus,
OOIOO,
The American Breed,
Josef K,
Animal Collective,
Ten City,
The Cure,
Faraquet,
Spoonie Gee,
The New Christs,
Ornette Coleman,
Donald Byrd,
Swans,
Ultravox,
Interpol,
Thompson Twins,
Pylon,
The Fugs,
Minny Pops,
Sister Nancy,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.