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 Qatar and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wire to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
China Crisis,
Swans,
Freddie Wadling,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cameo,
Janne Schatter,
Main Source,
Joyce Sims,
The Buckinghams,
48th St. Collective,
KRS-One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Wake,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
New York Dolls,
Albert Ayler,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
Country Teasers,
The Raincoats,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pylon,
The Real Kids,
The Blackbyrds,
Erasure,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
Sex Pistols,
The Zeros,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arcadia,
Suicide,
Grandmaster Flash,
Young Marble Giants,
Scott Walker,
Section 25,
Lungfish,
Altered Images,
The Blues Magoos,
Public Enemy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Wyatt,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eddi Front,
Anakelly,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eve St. Jones,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fad Gadget,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Ornette Coleman,
Slick Rick,
Sixth Finger,
Dead Boys,
Harmonia,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camberwell Now,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.