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 Colombia and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Maleditus Sound to the rock 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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Robert Wyatt,
Swans,
Agitation Free,
Anthony Braxton,
Rakim,
David Axelrod,
The Divine Comedy,
Wally Richardson,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joyce Sims,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dennis Brown,
Maurizio,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ornette Coleman,
Brass Construction,
Nick Fraelich,
Harry Pussy,
MDC,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ituana,
Sarah Menescal,
Boredoms,
Wolf Eyes,
Yazoo,
The Pop Group,
Joey Negro,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gang of Four,
D'Angelo,
Von Mondo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Index,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Khruangbin,
Fad Gadget,
Pet Shop Boys,
Black Pus,
the Swans,
48th St. Collective,
Iggy Pop,
Fela Kuti,
The Shadows of Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kerri Chandler,
Smog,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Motorama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erykah Badu,
The Cure,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bluetip,
The Associates,
Angry Samoans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brand Nubian,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.