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 Botswana and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Audionom to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Freddie Wadling,
The Selecter,
Howard Jones,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Mojo Men,
Au Pairs,
Henry Cow,
Bill Wells,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Byrd,
The Buckinghams,
Agitation Free,
Nick Fraelich,
Spoonie Gee,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unwound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Soft Cell,
Television Personalities,
Al Stewart,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The United States of America,
Jesper Dahlback,
Thompson Twins,
Aural Exciters,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fugs,
Avey Tare,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tim Buckley,
Davy DMX,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Animal Collective,
Harmonia,
Motorama,
Interpol,
China Crisis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gabor Szabo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Bar-Kays,
The Gun Club,
Tears for Fears,
Delta 5,
T.S.O.L.,
Roxette,
ABC,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Essential Logic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wasted Youth,
Morten Harket,
Malaria!,
UT,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Magazine,
The Blues Magoos,
Rotary Connection,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.