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 Italy and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro 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 Skaos to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Marine Girls,
Ronan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cramps,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Can,
Joy Division,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Absolute Body Control,
Soft Machine,
Sex Pistols,
kango's stein massive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scientists,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Model 500,
Donny Hathaway,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
PIL,
The Durutti Column,
Judy Mowatt,
Lower 48,
L. Decosne,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mojo Men,
This Heat,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Chrome,
Smog,
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
Vladislav Delay,
Isaac Hayes,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
Sällskapet,
Arab on Radar,
Barry Ungar,
Reagan Youth,
Delta 5,
Boz Scaggs,
Matthew Bourne,
Jandek,
Charles Mingus,
Ornette Coleman,
Popol Vuh,
Television,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wolf Eyes,
June Days,
Grey Daturas,
The Invisible,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Velvet Underground,
Josef K,
Jawbox,
Rod Modell,
Marvin Gaye,
Curtis Mayfield,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.