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 Kazakhstan and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 China Crisis to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Audionom,
Camberwell Now,
Alton Ellis,
Pere Ubu,
The Durutti Column,
Fluxion,
R.M.O.,
JFA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythm & Sound,
CMW,
Swans,
World's Most,
The Fortunes,
The Sonics,
Basic Channel,
EPMD,
Minor Threat,
The Leaves,
Pagans,
Jacques Brel,
Au Pairs,
Suburban Knight,
Erykah Badu,
Q65,
Niagra,
Urselle,
Television Personalities,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kaleidoscope,
Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Minny Pops,
Neu!,
Robert Wyatt,
Dead Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Magazine,
The Gories,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Banda Bassotti,
Brothers Johnson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
John Lydon,
Minnie Riperton,
Tres Demented,
Rosa Yemen,
The Monochrome Set,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Electric Prunes,
The Angels of Light,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joensuu 1685,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sun Ra,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.