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 Malaysia and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Audionom to the rock 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Pharoah Sanders,
Matthew Bourne,
Urselle,
Jawbox,
Stetsasonic,
Lindisfarne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Iggy Pop,
Radio Birdman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Derrick Morgan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
10cc,
Ronan,
Maleditus Sound,
Crime,
Amon Düül II,
F. McDonald,
Clear Light,
Adolescents,
Peter and Kerry,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Panda Bear,
LL Cool J,
Radiohead,
Neu!,
The Monks,
Rites of Spring,
The Victims,
Josef K,
AZ,
The Divine Comedy,
Skarface,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television Personalities,
Brass Construction,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker,
Whodini,
Bobby Byrd,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ludus,
The Stooges,
Skaos,
The Durutti Column,
Tubeway Army,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Christie,
The Trojans,
Nico,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Techniques,
Excepter,
Brick,
The Gun Club,
Smog,
Grey Daturas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.