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 Uzbekistan and from Shanghai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Pere Ubu to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
FM Einheit,
Sam Rivers,
Boredoms,
Heaven 17,
Circle Jerks,
The Gap Band,
La Düsseldorf,
The Star Department,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Subhumans,
Drexciya,
Warren Ellis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Vogues,
The Cure,
Masters at Work,
Urselle,
Bad Manners,
Nico,
Q65,
Maleditus Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Arcadia,
Radiopuhelimet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Five Americans,
Peter & Gordon,
Bang On A Can,
The Seeds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nils Olav,
Spoonie Gee,
Chris Corsano,
Traffic Nightmare,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Godley & Creme,
John Coltrane,
Judy Mowatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Howard Jones,
The Monochrome Set,
Blake Baxter,
Jerry's Kids,
Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Todd Terry,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mummies,
The Fire Engines,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Moleskins,
Rakim,
Scrapy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nas,
Echospace,
Connie Case,
Gang Starr,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.