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 Macedonia and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Morten Harket to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
10cc,
Dark Day,
The Blackbyrds,
Don Cherry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Sheep,
Young Marble Giants,
Altered Images,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mojo Men,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Section 25,
Erykah Badu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
KRS-One,
Rekid,
Radio Birdman,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cowsills,
Deadbeat,
The Buckinghams,
Sonny Sharrock,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fortunes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Wyatt,
Essential Logic,
Soul II Soul,
Harry Pussy,
Shoche,
The United States of America,
Danielle Patucci,
PIL,
Slave,
Desert Stars,
China Crisis,
The Moleskins,
LL Cool J,
Reagan Youth,
Newcleus,
EPMD,
Davy DMX,
Barbara Tucker,
R.M.O.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Michelle Simonal,
Lungfish,
Tres Demented,
Bluetip,
Stockholm Monsters,
Intrusion,
John Coltrane,
the Sonics,
Connie Case,
Crime,
Cameo,
Das Ding,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.