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 Saudi Arabia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Little Man 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
MDC,
Essential Logic,
Eden Ahbez,
Sound Behaviour,
London Community Gospel Choir,
KRS-One,
the Soft Cell,
Parry Music,
Electric Light Orchestra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jandek,
Hardrive,
John Lydon,
Stiv Bators,
Tropical Tobacco,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
Magazine,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Knickerbockers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Icehouse,
The Victims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Zero Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wolf Eyes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thompson Twins,
The Dirtbombs,
Ultravox,
Blake Baxter,
Soulsonic Force,
Quantec,
Cybotron,
Anthony Braxton,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Görl,
Aswad,
Blossom Toes,
Pylon,
Basic Channel,
Theoretical Girls,
Gang Green,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Magma,
Ohio Players,
Harry Pussy,
Wire,
Bauhaus,
The Blackbyrds,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
Saccharine Trust,
Faust,
Steve Hackett,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.