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 Palau and from London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Adolescents,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Joey Negro,
Slave,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
PIL,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rod Modell,
Mad Mike,
Easy Going,
Delta 5,
Trumans Water,
Pere Ubu,
The Buckinghams,
Motorama,
Mo-Dettes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Bar-Kays,
Whodini,
Johnny Clarke,
The Red Krayola,
The Pretty Things,
the Sonics,
John Foxx,
Country Teasers,
Rufus Thomas,
The Blues Magoos,
The Walker Brothers,
Gang Green,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Mummies,
Fela Kuti,
Camberwell Now,
Barbara Tucker,
Eurythmics,
Gang of Four,
Sarah Menescal,
Charles Mingus,
Matthew Halsall,
MC5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bluetip,
Yusef Lateef,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scrapy,
The Raincoats,
Kaleidoscope,
Hashim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Copeland,
T.S.O.L.,
Suicide,
Mission of Burma,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sun City Girls,
The Fall,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Skriet,
Blake Baxter,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.