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 Laos and from Houston.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mad Mike to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Lower 48,
Todd Rundgren,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric Copeland,
The Doors,
The Toasters,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Velvet Underground,
Nils Olav,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Leonard Cohen,
Junior Murvin,
Magma,
Popol Vuh,
Steve Hackett,
Sandy B,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dave Gahan,
Pere Ubu,
Fear,
The Electric Prunes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
New York Dolls,
Skaos,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rufus Thomas,
Massinfluence,
The Angels of Light,
Silicon Teens,
June Days,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joy Division,
EPMD,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eve St. Jones,
H. Thieme,
Gabor Szabo,
Warsaw,
The Grass Roots,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cowsills,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barrington Levy,
MDC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ituana,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tom Boy,
Model 500,
Spoonie Gee,
Erasure,
Boredoms,
Kayak,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.