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 Denmark and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe 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 Desert Stars to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Misunderstood,
Royal Trux,
The Grass Roots,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rod Modell,
Todd Terry,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Vogues,
La Düsseldorf,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Henry Cow,
CMW,
Prince Buster,
Mr. Review,
Darondo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lower 48,
Silicon Teens,
The Black Dice,
Aswad,
Severed Heads,
Ralphi Rosario,
Inner City,
Dawn Penn,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kayak,
Monks,
Marine Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Section 25,
Dark Day,
Susan Cadogan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Zeros,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Invisible,
Thompson Twins,
Wasted Youth,
Siglo XX,
Ice-T,
Camberwell Now,
Althea and Donna,
The Monochrome Set,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Human League,
Bauhaus,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Banda Bassotti,
Vladislav Delay,
Marvin Gaye,
Janne Schatter,
Anthony Braxton,
Rites of Spring,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.