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 Burkina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 the Normal to the rock 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Junior Murvin,
Bob Dylan,
Barbara Tucker,
Dave Gahan,
The Remains,
Das Ding,
the Bar-Kays,
Alison Limerick,
Cal Tjader,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Danielle Patucci,
Mo-Dettes,
Radio Birdman,
Jeru the Damaja,
Simply Red,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Style,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sound Behaviour,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Music Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
Matthew Bourne,
Yaz,
PIL,
Interpol,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Oneida,
Sonic Youth,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter and Kerry,
Blossom Toes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
David McCallum,
Nils Olav,
Todd Rundgren,
Wolf Eyes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vladislav Delay,
Sister Nancy,
Index,
John Coltrane,
Harmonia,
Goldenarms,
Piero Umiliani,
Man Parrish,
Nik Kershaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Happenings,
Cluster,
Robert Görl,
Y Pants,
Joensuu 1685,
The Motions,
The Walker Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.