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 Malaysia and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Eden Ahbez to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gun Club,
Cybotron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Crime,
Glenn Branca,
Sound Behaviour,
Slave,
Little Man,
Nation of Ulysses,
Laurel Aitken,
Vladislav Delay,
Rotary Connection,
Godley & Creme,
Trumans Water,
Clear Light,
Q and Not U,
Dual Sessions,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
Basic Channel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
the Germs,
Franke,
Black Bananas,
Wasted Youth,
Marine Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Knickerbockers,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Sheep,
Organ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Depeche Mode,
Tubeway Army,
Vainqueur,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sandy B,
Tears for Fears,
The United States of America,
Mr. Review,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Saccharine Trust,
Hashim,
Sparks,
Fugazi,
Chris & Cosey,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Smiths,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nirvana,
Fatback Band,
Moebius,
Eric Copeland,
Pere Ubu,
Suburban Knight,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Mojo Men,
Reuben Wilson,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.