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 Suriname and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Bang On A Can to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Easy Going,
Unwound,
The Martian,
Bauhaus,
The Tremeloes,
Sparks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Absolute Body Control,
The Skatalites,
Aloha Tigers,
Scientists,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Organ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Index,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Graham Central Station,
The Invisible,
Accadde A,
Roxette,
Second Layer,
Loose Ends,
Sun Ra,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalann,
Brothers Johnson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Glenn Branca,
Nico,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gang Green,
Quantec,
Minny Pops,
Symarip,
Joy Division,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lindisfarne,
Black Pus,
Pierre Henry,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
Chris Corsano,
Metal Thangz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Maurizio,
Patti Smith,
Mission of Burma,
Dark Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
Donald Byrd,
Mars,
kango's stein massive,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pagans,
Unrelated Segments,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.