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 Greece and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Pere Ubu to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Visage,
Crash Course in Science,
Von Mondo,
Los Fastidios,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sonics,
Tres Demented,
The United States of America,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Minutemen,
KRS-One,
The Shadows of Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
The Techniques,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gichy Dan,
Gang Green,
Black Flag,
The American Breed,
E-Dancer,
Can,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Young Marble Giants,
Bootsy Collins,
Gabor Szabo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Negative Approach,
Oblivians,
New Order,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Pretty Things,
Simply Red,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Derrick May,
The Young Rascals,
The Velvet Underground,
Y Pants,
Black Pus,
Cluster,
Panda Bear,
The Modern Lovers,
Amazonics,
Pantytec,
Brick,
The Fortunes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Erykah Badu,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Livin' Joy,
The Leaves,
Funky Four + One,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.