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 Czech Republic and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 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 Jandek to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Drexciya,
Fad Gadget,
Sällskapet,
Rod Modell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marine Girls,
Funky Four + One,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Colin Newman,
Charles Mingus,
Yaz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scrapy,
The J.B.'s,
The Blues Magoos,
Arcadia,
Eve St. Jones,
Deadbeat,
KRS-One,
OOIOO,
Index,
Barrington Levy,
Mandrill,
Rotary Connection,
Darondo,
Clear Light,
Alphaville,
China Crisis,
Boz Scaggs,
Q and Not U,
Procol Harum,
The Wake,
Dead Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lou Christie,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pantaleimon,
Newcleus,
Soul II Soul,
Sun Ra,
The Blackbyrds,
Heaven 17,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
La Düsseldorf,
Scion,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bauhaus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
PIL,
Davy DMX,
a-ha,
Urselle,
DJ Sneak,
Youth Brigade,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
Tubeway Army,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.