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 Poland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 Ronan to the dance 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Organ,
The Monochrome Set,
Brand Nubian,
Boz Scaggs,
Reuben Wilson,
The Invisible,
Byron Stingily,
Oneida,
Dennis Brown,
Bob Dylan,
Erykah Badu,
Danielle Patucci,
Thompson Twins,
Aloha Tigers,
Scrapy,
The Sound,
The Birthday Party,
The Sonics,
Depeche Mode,
Heaven 17,
The Techniques,
Isaac Hayes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chrome,
The Dead C,
The Moleskins,
Von Mondo,
H. Thieme,
John Coltrane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bang On A Can,
Fad Gadget,
Pierre Henry,
Wire,
Jacob Miller,
Carl Craig,
Sam Rivers,
Malaria!,
Lindisfarne,
Anakelly,
Janne Schatter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zapp,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stetsasonic,
Ituana,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rapeman,
Theoretical Girls,
Blancmange,
The United States of America,
Section 25,
Laurel Aitken,
Vladislav Delay,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
ABC,
the Association,
The Moody Blues,
Joyce Sims,
Ultimate Spinach,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.