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 Portugal and from New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Hong Kong.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Interpol to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock 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?
Susan Cadogan,
UT,
The Flesh Eaters,
Drexciya,
One Last Wish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rotary Connection,
Marmalade,
Barrington Levy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cameo,
Buzzcocks,
Kas Product,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Royal Trux,
Erykah Badu,
The Barracudas,
The Busters,
Underground Resistance,
Kaleidoscope,
The Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David McCallum,
Neil Young,
The Fuzztones,
Faust,
Pere Ubu,
Funkadelic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kayak,
Barry Ungar,
Television,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Nik Kershaw,
Ossler,
Lou Christie,
Donald Byrd,
Babytalk,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fad Gadget,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Kinks,
Scan 7,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Move,
Hasil Adkins,
T. Rex,
Reuben Wilson,
Fat Boys,
Lakeside,
Arcadia,
World's Most,
The Dirtbombs,
Scrapy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Zeros,
Clear Light,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.