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 Serbia and from Edmonton.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
Joyce Sims,
China Crisis,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Invisible,
Camouflage,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Index,
Ultra Naté,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Brass Construction,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pierre Henry,
MDC,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arab on Radar,
The Fugs,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ice-T,
The Misunderstood,
New York Dolls,
Tubeway Army,
Royal Trux,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Darondo,
Sight & Sound,
Soul II Soul,
B.T. Express,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donny Hathaway,
The Move,
Model 500,
Prince Buster,
Arcadia,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Techniques,
Niagra,
Robert Görl,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric Dolphy,
Tom Boy,
The Angels of Light,
Rhythm & Sound,
H. Thieme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Zapp,
DJ Style,
The Sonics,
The Standells,
Black Pus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Henry Cow,
Buzzcocks,
kango's stein massive,
Mandrill,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.