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 Iceland and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Terrestrial Tones to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joey Negro,
Big Daddy Kane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flash Fearless,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Womack,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris & Cosey,
Swans,
Eric Dolphy,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Kurtis Blow,
Popol Vuh,
The Dirtbombs,
Kaleidoscope,
LL Cool J,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fire Engines,
Intrusion,
Audionom,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Magazine,
Stetsasonic,
Lindisfarne,
World's Most,
Heaven 17,
DJ Sneak,
Sonic Youth,
Brass Construction,
The Young Rascals,
Radiohead,
Basic Channel,
Gichy Dan,
John Lydon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cymande,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Easy Going,
Bronski Beat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hardrive,
Zapp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monolake,
Bootsy Collins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
David Bowie,
FM Einheit,
Echospace,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pere Ubu,
The Trojans,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deakin,
Duran Duran,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.