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 Nauru and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Minutemen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brass Construction,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Techniques,
F. McDonald,
Con Funk Shun,
The American Breed,
cv313,
Pylon,
The Zeros,
The Wake,
Fear,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Byrd,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Shuggie Otis,
kango's stein massive,
Joensuu 1685,
James Chance & The Contortions,
D'Angelo,
Faust,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hot Snakes,
Warren Ellis,
Colin Newman,
Crooked Eye,
Pet Shop Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alice Coltrane,
Michelle Simonal,
Moss Icon,
Graham Central Station,
E-Dancer,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Vladislav Delay,
Tom Boy,
Grauzone,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Move,
Schoolly D,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter & Gordon,
Cameo,
Audionom,
Erykah Badu,
Judy Mowatt,
X-Ray Spex,
10cc,
Minnie Riperton,
Yellowson,
Nick Fraelich,
The Doors,
Gichy Dan,
Robert Görl,
Barclay James Harvest,
Symarip,
Chris & Cosey,
Hashim,
Lou Reed,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.