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 Madagascar and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Minnie Riperton to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sugar Minott,
Glambeats Corp.,
Theoretical Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Heaven 17,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nico,
Lakeside,
The Fuzztones,
Althea and Donna,
Chris & Cosey,
Pylon,
Alice Coltrane,
The Birthday Party,
Half Japanese,
Whodini,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Easy Going,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bluetip,
Lightning Bolt,
Pussy Galore,
Anthony Braxton,
The Doors,
Country Teasers,
Laurel Aitken,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minny Pops,
Sun City Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Groovy Waters,
Nas,
Erykah Badu,
Ossler,
the Germs,
Roy Ayers,
Alton Ellis,
Jacob Miller,
Gong,
The Modern Lovers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Residents,
Funky Four + One,
The Martian,
David Axelrod,
The Gladiators,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Zeros,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter and Kerry,
Radio Birdman,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thompson Twins,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.