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 Belarus and from Bologna.
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 Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Von Mondo to the rock 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Music Machine,
KRS-One,
Pylon,
The Monochrome Set,
Mantronix,
Dawn Penn,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Livin' Joy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dave Gahan,
Susan Cadogan,
Intrusion,
Animal Collective,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camberwell Now,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yusef Lateef,
Bob Dylan,
Joensuu 1685,
Wire,
Mad Mike,
The Count Five,
Slave,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Eli Mardock,
Lakeside,
T.S.O.L.,
Soulsonic Force,
David Axelrod,
Japan,
Aswad,
Chris & Cosey,
The Grass Roots,
Hot Snakes,
The Young Rascals,
Bill Wells,
Skarface,
Visage,
Ten City,
Au Pairs,
Faust,
Sex Pistols,
Rekid,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ponytail,
The Pop Group,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
UT,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barbara Tucker,
Bauhaus,
The Index,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
China Crisis,
the Normal,
Infiniti,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.