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 Sweden and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 Sun Ra to the grunge 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Near record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Can,
Sound Behaviour,
Dead Boys,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Moleskins,
Delta 5,
The Smoke,
One Last Wish,
Rotary Connection,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soulsonic Force,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fire Engines,
K-Klass,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Altered Images,
Underground Resistance,
The Kinks,
a-ha,
A Certain Ratio,
Massinfluence,
Minny Pops,
Scan 7,
The Invisible,
EPMD,
Make Up,
Isaac Hayes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Zero Boys,
Warren Ellis,
The Doobie Brothers,
Faust,
Popol Vuh,
The Selecter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Skaos,
Stetsasonic,
The Stooges,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Morten Harket,
Man Eating Sloth,
Michelle Simonal,
New Age Steppers,
Alton Ellis,
UT,
The Associates,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
David Bowie,
Anakelly,
Barrington Levy,
Steve Hackett,
The Index,
Roger Hodgson,
Monks,
Crooked Eye,
The Blackbyrds,
Derrick May,
The Doors,
Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin, Junior Murvin.
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.