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 East Timor and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 X-Ray Spex 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Anthony Braxton,
Archie Shepp,
Gastr Del Sol,
Arthur Verocai,
MC5,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Inner City,
Blossom Toes,
Faraquet,
Minny Pops,
Skarface,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Birthday Party,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
This Heat,
Banda Bassotti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
48th St. Collective,
Patti Smith,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Copeland,
Fear,
Von Mondo,
Essential Logic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lucky Dragons,
Wings,
Marine Girls,
Ice-T,
World's Most,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The J.B.'s,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nico,
Qualms,
Excepter,
Sparks,
The Fortunes,
John Cale,
The Gun Club,
The United States of America,
The Gories,
cv313,
Procol Harum,
the Slits,
Prince Buster,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pantaleimon,
Charles Mingus,
Mad Mike,
The Alarm Clocks,
Funkadelic,
X-102,
These Immortal Souls,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.