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 Turkmenistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Walker Brothers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Eli Mardock,
Pere Ubu,
Funkadelic,
Blancmange,
Black Sheep,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Outsiders,
Surgeon,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Maurizio,
Newcleus,
Y Pants,
The Fire Engines,
Susan Cadogan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Can,
Minny Pops,
Minor Threat,
T. Rex,
Tim Buckley,
Angry Samoans,
Essential Logic,
The Mojo Men,
Letta Mbulu,
New York Dolls,
Graham Central Station,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
Inner City,
The Five Americans,
Section 25,
Kevin Saunderson,
Byron Stingily,
Nils Olav,
Index,
Ornette Coleman,
Yazoo,
MDC,
Terry Callier,
Lindisfarne,
The Doors,
OOIOO,
Nick Fraelich,
Groovy Waters,
Fear,
Brand Nubian,
Television Personalities,
Scan 7,
Amon Düül,
Ronan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Babytalk,
The Human League,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dual Sessions,
Skarface,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.