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 Italy and from Salvador.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Yazoo to the crunk 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jacob Miller,
Cal Tjader,
The Tremeloes,
Blossom Toes,
Toni Rubio,
Ronan,
Excepter,
Ossler,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Halsall,
Cymande,
Liliput,
Leonard Cohen,
MC5,
The Vogues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Massinfluence,
Lakeside,
The Trojans,
kango's stein massive,
Chrome,
cv313,
Camouflage,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soft Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fall,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
James White and The Blacks,
Second Layer,
Dave Gahan,
Susan Cadogan,
Joyce Sims,
Aural Exciters,
Amazonics,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Don Cherry,
Eric Dolphy,
Tim Buckley,
Idris Muhammad,
Blake Baxter,
Royal Trux,
Simply Red,
The Happenings,
Zero Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
Duran Duran,
Unrelated Segments,
The Misunderstood,
Amon Düül,
Magma,
Country Teasers,
The J.B.'s,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.