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 Rwanda and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare 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 Basic Channel to the funk 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Althea and Donna,
Pussy Galore,
Lakeside,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
Masters at Work,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spoonie Gee,
Theoretical Girls,
Second Layer,
Ornette Coleman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Swans,
Au Pairs,
Derrick Morgan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Todd Rundgren,
Blossom Toes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fatback Band,
The Human League,
Kayak,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Loose Ends,
Al Stewart,
Brand Nubian,
Organ,
the Association,
New Order,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spandau Ballet,
Sight & Sound,
The Star Department,
The Moleskins,
Matthew Halsall,
Eddi Front,
Cymande,
Q65,
Cameo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Dead C,
Tears for Fears,
Moss Icon,
The Saints,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Severed Heads,
Mr. Review,
Amon Düül,
Quando Quango,
U.S. Maple,
Girls At Our Best!,
Faust,
Eurythmics,
Agent Orange,
Tim Buckley,
Rekid,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.