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 Guatemala and from Portland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Lakeside to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
June of 44,
The Count Five,
Technova,
Boredoms,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ohio Players,
Mark Hollis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bootsy Collins,
Rites of Spring,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Delta 5,
Scan 7,
X-102,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Rekid,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wasted Youth,
Shoche,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Clear Light,
Todd Rundgren,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fear,
Alphaville,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
a-ha,
Hasil Adkins,
Chris Corsano,
Eddi Front,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Groovy Waters,
UT,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Maurizio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Loose Ends,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Searchers,
Scientists,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Swell Maps,
Slave,
Ornette Coleman,
The Associates,
Quantec,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultra Naté,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grey Daturas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pagans,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ice-T,
Altered Images,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.