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 Mali and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Urselle to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Theoretical Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rhythm & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joy Division,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Beau Brummels,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bootsy Collins,
Gichy Dan,
Tropical Tobacco,
UT,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Fugazi,
Cybotron,
the Human League,
The Knickerbockers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crime,
The Human League,
The Barracudas,
Warren Ellis,
Sällskapet,
Althea and Donna,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quadrant,
Isaac Hayes,
LL Cool J,
Mantronix,
the Swans,
Adolescents,
Lightning Bolt,
Roy Ayers,
Swell Maps,
Soul II Soul,
Kurtis Blow,
Rod Modell,
The Names,
Avey Tare,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bush Tetras,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ituana,
Talk Talk,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scan 7,
Tomorrow,
Duran Duran,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Slits,
Desert Stars,
T.S.O.L.,
Japan,
Urselle,
the Bar-Kays,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Freddie Wadling,
Deadbeat,
Absolute Body Control,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.