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 Iceland and from Stockholm.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Pop Group 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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Sällskapet,
Anakelly,
Kenny Larkin,
Eve St. Jones,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ronnie Foster,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gang of Four,
Yazoo,
The Grass Roots,
Brick,
Liliput,
DJ Style,
The Index,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roxette,
Cameo,
The Skatalites,
Marc Almond,
Faust,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Excepter,
The Stooges,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultra Naté,
Crime,
The Monochrome Set,
Bronski Beat,
Rosa Yemen,
Mantronix,
Steve Hackett,
Yusef Lateef,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cluster,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Clear Light,
Letta Mbulu,
Qualms,
Television Personalities,
The Invisible,
Grauzone,
The Monks,
The Tremeloes,
Technova,
Davy DMX,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Model 500,
Lower 48,
Todd Rundgren,
Avey Tare,
The Gun Club,
Pantytec,
The Seeds,
Trumans Water,
Gabor Szabo,
Laurel Aitken,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wally Richardson,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.