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 Guatemala and from Philadelphia.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Lou Reed 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 10cc to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Audionom,
The Slits,
Derrick May,
Main Source,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Idris Muhammad,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Youth Brigade,
Alice Coltrane,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Cure,
Boz Scaggs,
Roxy Music,
Tomorrow,
The Vogues,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joe Finger,
The Leaves,
Rekid,
Judy Mowatt,
Maurizio,
Franke,
The Modern Lovers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Smog,
Scan 7,
Loose Ends,
Heaven 17,
Letta Mbulu,
Half Japanese,
Ituana,
T.S.O.L.,
48th St. Collective,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ken Boothe,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grauzone,
Bang On A Can,
Parry Music,
The Buckinghams,
The Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Gabor Szabo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Qualms,
Kurtis Blow,
Funkadelic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
Schoolly D,
the Slits,
The Fuzztones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ponytail,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pantaleimon,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.