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 Bhutan and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Jesper Dahlback to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scott Walker,
the Slits,
kango's stein massive,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tim Buckley,
Minny Pops,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Blancmange,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Drexciya,
Ken Boothe,
Rakim,
In Retrospect,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ohio Players,
Audionom,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Flag,
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
The Leaves,
Arcadia,
Brand Nubian,
Deepchord,
Suburban Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Technova,
The Doors,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacques Brel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arthur Verocai,
Andrew Hill,
48th St. Collective,
Lyres,
Dual Sessions,
The Human League,
Sonic Youth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roxy Music,
The Grass Roots,
T.S.O.L.,
The Black Dice,
Yazoo,
New Order,
Reuben Wilson,
Boz Scaggs,
Wally Richardson,
Brass Construction,
The Toasters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fugazi,
Ossler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Junior Murvin,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.