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 Sweden and from Sao Paulo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Trumans Water to the electroclash 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Qualms,
Television,
John Holt,
The Smiths,
Magazine,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Derrick May,
Jacques Brel,
Public Enemy,
Pantaleimon,
The Mummies,
The Human League,
Colin Newman,
The Saints,
Sällskapet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultravox,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker,
Toni Rubio,
Quando Quango,
Rites of Spring,
The Neon Judgement,
Reagan Youth,
Magma,
Ituana,
Theoretical Girls,
Leonard Cohen,
Patti Smith,
Eli Mardock,
Wally Richardson,
Susan Cadogan,
Eric Copeland,
Public Image Ltd.,
Amon Düül,
Mission of Burma,
Con Funk Shun,
Lyres,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Grass Roots,
Wings,
Bush Tetras,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scientists,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Faust,
Altered Images,
Mantronix,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.