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 Armenia 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 AZ to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fortunes,
Public Enemy,
Dark Day,
The Litter,
Dawn Penn,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
Tom Boy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Quando Quango,
Bronski Beat,
The Cowsills,
Niagra,
Animal Collective,
Minny Pops,
Absolute Body Control,
Kenny Larkin,
Smog,
The Cure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
Dennis Brown,
Buzzcocks,
Eric Copeland,
Skriet,
Clear Light,
48th St. Collective,
Bobby Womack,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Zeros,
ABBA,
Erasure,
Fat Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
The Blues Magoos,
Kas Product,
John Lydon,
The Offenders,
The Neon Judgement,
H. Thieme,
Pantaleimon,
Jawbox,
Massinfluence,
UT,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cybotron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
The Gap Band,
Intrusion,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
These Immortal Souls,
Todd Terry,
Black Sheep,
Sound Behaviour,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Durutti Column,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.