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 Bangladesh and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kenny Larkin to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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 Smoke,
Letta Mbulu,
Fugazi,
B.T. Express,
Toni Rubio,
The Doors,
Con Funk Shun,
Pere Ubu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skriet,
Vainqueur,
Country Teasers,
CMW,
Niagra,
The J.B.'s,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Reuben Wilson,
Anthony Braxton,
H. Thieme,
Ossler,
Underground Resistance,
Electric Prunes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dead Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
The Five Americans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Isaac Hayes,
Talk Talk,
the Slits,
Josef K,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mary Jane Girls,
Agent Orange,
Dennis Brown,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Pus,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Basic Channel,
The Wake,
Brand Nubian,
Little Man,
Delta 5,
Spoonie Gee,
Silicon Teens,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Black Dice,
Oneida,
Unrelated Segments,
Slick Rick,
Supertramp,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-Ray Spex,
Lalann,
Fluxion,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.