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 Colombia and from Winnipeg.
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 Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Wolf Eyes to the dance 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rotary Connection,
L. Decosne,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Moss Icon,
The Angels of Light,
Altered Images,
Youth Brigade,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Sherman,
The Count Five,
Yellowson,
David McCallum,
Minutemen,
Thompson Twins,
Sister Nancy,
Spoonie Gee,
Faust,
The Monks,
Ultravox,
Deadbeat,
Nico,
B.T. Express,
Jimmy McGriff,
Audionom,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scrapy,
Nas,
Slave,
Mo-Dettes,
The Blues Magoos,
Masters at Work,
Can,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Donny Hathaway,
Neil Young,
The Sonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Flash Fearless,
Wire,
The J.B.'s,
Suburban Knight,
Chris Corsano,
Scratch Acid,
Talk Talk,
Thee Headcoats,
Severed Heads,
Procol Harum,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.