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 Netherlands and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar 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 Ultravox to the grime 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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
UT,
T. Rex,
David Axelrod,
DJ Style,
Television,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maleditus Sound,
Symarip,
Archie Shepp,
Suicide,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ralphi Rosario,
Youth Brigade,
Max Romeo,
Erykah Badu,
Pantytec,
The Evens,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-102,
Sam Rivers,
Amon Düül II,
The Gladiators,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Reuben Wilson,
Agitation Free,
Don Cherry,
Bang On A Can,
Marshall Jefferson,
Excepter,
Shuggie Otis,
Pussy Galore,
Motorama,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gerry Rafferty,
Franke,
Cymande,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Angels of Light,
Gang of Four,
Ice-T,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Busters,
June Days,
Eden Ahbez,
Television Personalities,
Dorothy Ashby,
Brand Nubian,
Half Japanese,
Bill Near,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gang Starr,
The Litter,
Von Mondo,
The Monks,
Gong,
Cameo,
The Mojo Men,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tim Buckley,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.