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 Macedonia and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Mantronix to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Swans,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nik Kershaw,
Accadde A,
Massinfluence,
OOIOO,
The Gladiators,
MC5,
the Germs,
B.T. Express,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Skaos,
The Pretty Things,
Warsaw,
Sixth Finger,
Sparks,
Roy Ayers,
The Gories,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Soft Cell,
Second Layer,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Derrick Morgan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
China Crisis,
Ronan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brick,
The Standells,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gichy Dan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Sneak,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kerri Chandler,
Quando Quango,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lungfish,
Nils Olav,
Desert Stars,
Dennis Brown,
The Dave Clark Five,
The New Christs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Adolescents,
Derrick May,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Shoche,
Audionom,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.