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 Taiwan and from Madrid.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Holger Czukay 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 Lightning Bolt to the disco 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Minnie Riperton,
Suburban Knight,
Yaz,
Dennis Brown,
Boz Scaggs,
Iggy Pop,
Sixth Finger,
Black Bananas,
Make Up,
Technova,
Tim Buckley,
D'Angelo,
The Techniques,
Skarface,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Happenings,
Bad Manners,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Swans,
Television,
Aural Exciters,
Ludus,
Minor Threat,
Howard Jones,
Underground Resistance,
Ituana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Los Fastidios,
Hot Snakes,
Ronnie Foster,
Schoolly D,
Bush Tetras,
Cymande,
The Cure,
Ten City,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Niagra,
The Monochrome Set,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Judy Mowatt,
Quantec,
Prince Buster,
Curtis Mayfield,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Drexciya,
Neu!,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Smog,
Soulsonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
Accadde A,
X-101,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bootsy Collins,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.