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 Kuwait and from Sao Paulo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Absolute Body Control to the rap 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Cymande,
Bob Dylan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pantytec,
The Moody Blues,
Delon & Dalcan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Isaac Hayes,
a-ha,
Dave Gahan,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fugs,
Nick Fraelich,
LL Cool J,
Can,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Subhumans,
Oblivians,
Amazonics,
Mars,
The Modern Lovers,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fortunes,
Eric Dolphy,
Zapp,
Jandek,
The Fall,
Harry Pussy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Skarface,
Skaos,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ice-T,
Thompson Twins,
Eve St. Jones,
Franke,
One Last Wish,
T.S.O.L.,
Wire,
Maurizio,
Howard Jones,
New Order,
Lower 48,
Pulsallama,
The Evens,
Lebanon Hanover,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Techniques,
Adolescents,
Delta 5,
Absolute Body Control,
Moebius,
Danielle Patucci,
Nas,
Basic Channel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dual Sessions,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.