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 Costa Rica and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Absolute Body Control to the electroclash 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
R.M.O.,
Dual Sessions,
Gabor Szabo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eddi Front,
New Age Steppers,
Faraquet,
Talk Talk,
Ponytail,
The Black Dice,
John Holt,
Average White Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bauhaus,
Dave Gahan,
Black Flag,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June Days,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sister Nancy,
Oblivians,
Lower 48,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Christie,
Erykah Badu,
Rosa Yemen,
Khruangbin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Country Teasers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alison Limerick,
Drexciya,
The Gladiators,
Josef K,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cybotron,
Joy Division,
The Toasters,
Brand Nubian,
The Durutti Column,
Maleditus Sound,
Jacob Miller,
One Last Wish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Godley & Creme,
In Retrospect,
Kas Product,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alphaville,
Moss Icon,
Kenny Larkin,
Glambeats Corp.,
Icehouse,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Goldenarms,
Dark Day,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.