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 Qatar and from Manchester.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Skriet to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rufus Thomas,
One Last Wish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tim Buckley,
Shuggie Otis,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Cale,
Roy Ayers,
Ohio Players,
Sight & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
ABBA,
Faraquet,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Brick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rotary Connection,
Theoretical Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Raincoats,
Mark Hollis,
Rapeman,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Electric Prunes,
Anakelly,
Idris Muhammad,
Juan Atkins,
Aloha Tigers,
Symarip,
Electric Prunes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Main Source,
The Sonics,
The Standells,
World's Most,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Pretty Things,
DJ Sneak,
Eurythmics,
Soft Cell,
Kas Product,
Skriet,
the Sonics,
Minor Threat,
Minnie Riperton,
The Selecter,
The Smoke,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Flag,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Fraelich,
the Slits,
B.T. Express,
Lower 48,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doors,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.