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 Spain and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
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 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 Flamin' Groovies to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Fatback Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Ponytail,
Roy Ayers,
Scrapy,
Andrew Hill,
Peter & Gordon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Television Personalities,
Brothers Johnson,
T. Rex,
Hot Snakes,
The Barracudas,
Icehouse,
World's Most,
Swell Maps,
Dennis Brown,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Essential Logic,
Adolescents,
Trumans Water,
Lungfish,
DJ Sneak,
Idris Muhammad,
The Smiths,
Sun Ra,
Darondo,
Harmonia,
Sex Pistols,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minutemen,
Scientists,
Quadrant,
Wolf Eyes,
KRS-One,
Bad Manners,
Ultravox,
The Five Americans,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fortunes,
Fluxion,
Delon & Dalcan,
Panda Bear,
Accadde A,
DJ Style,
Toni Rubio,
Cymande,
Monolake,
Robert Görl,
The Leaves,
Audionom,
Jeff Lynne,
The Birthday Party,
a-ha,
Masters at Work,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barclay James Harvest,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.