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 Sierra Leone and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare,
The Gladiators,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Cramps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ken Boothe,
Urselle,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Little Man,
Television Personalities,
Wings,
World's Most,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Evens,
The Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Henry Cow,
Thompson Twins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dave Gahan,
Nico,
X-102,
New York Dolls,
Blancmange,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sonic Youth,
Colin Newman,
John Cale,
June of 44,
Arcadia,
Swans,
The Toasters,
A Certain Ratio,
FM Einheit,
The Slackers,
Faraquet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
Scan 7,
Bad Manners,
Amazonics,
The Pop Group,
The Slits,
Black Bananas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Accadde A,
DJ Style,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Surgeon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sam Rivers,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.