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 Senegal and from Bremen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scientists to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glambeats Corp.,
David Bowie,
The Moody Blues,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barrington Levy,
Susan Cadogan,
Minnie Riperton,
Avey Tare,
Aaron Thompson,
Fatback Band,
This Heat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric Dolphy,
Popol Vuh,
Cal Tjader,
Faraquet,
Matthew Bourne,
E-Dancer,
Sparks,
Thompson Twins,
Inner City,
Wire,
The Doors,
The Cramps,
Deakin,
Panda Bear,
Technova,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lungfish,
The Count Five,
June of 44,
Camouflage,
Make Up,
The United States of America,
The Misunderstood,
Godley & Creme,
The Slits,
Jesper Dahlback,
Crash Course in Science,
Scott Walker,
Curtis Mayfield,
Q and Not U,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New York Dolls,
Underground Resistance,
Aloha Tigers,
Lucky Dragons,
Nik Kershaw,
David Axelrod,
Lou Christie,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Schoolly D,
The Selecter,
Anakelly,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brand Nubian,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.