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 Austria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin 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 Lucky Dragons to the funk 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Crash Course in Science,
The Smiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Liliput,
The Dead C,
Yaz,
Panda Bear,
Warsaw,
The Techniques,
Rod Modell,
The Tremeloes,
The Music Machine,
Basic Channel,
Marvin Gaye,
OOIOO,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blancmange,
PIL,
Iggy Pop,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Normal,
Parry Music,
Michelle Simonal,
Royal Trux,
Television,
The Birthday Party,
Yusef Lateef,
The Smoke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Knickerbockers,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
Traffic Nightmare,
Index,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Style,
The Trojans,
The Names,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker,
Black Pus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Toasters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cramps,
Junior Murvin,
Rosa Yemen,
the Association,
China Crisis,
Essential Logic,
Clear Light,
Maleditus Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Invisible,
Los Fastidios,
Au Pairs,
Sun Ra,
Thompson Twins,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.