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 Dominican Republic and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Eli Mardock to the electroclash 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
The Gun Club,
Peter & Gordon,
Swans,
Iggy Pop,
Chris Corsano,
Prince Buster,
Todd Rundgren,
Can,
the Swans,
Groovy Waters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stockholm Monsters,
Public Image Ltd.,
New Order,
Index,
R.M.O.,
Ice-T,
Lyres,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Duran Duran,
Joy Division,
The Victims,
Marc Almond,
The Slits,
Bauhaus,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Hill,
Dawn Penn,
Nas,
Bill Wells,
Lindisfarne,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Goldenarms,
Television Personalities,
Ralphi Rosario,
Massinfluence,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DNA,
Ken Boothe,
Malaria!,
Warsaw,
Lou Reed,
The Offenders,
Hot Snakes,
Minor Threat,
Talk Talk,
ABBA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Saccharine Trust,
Franke,
The Shadows of Knight,
Derrick May,
Basic Channel,
The Happenings,
Black Moon,
Ludus,
The Move,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.