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 Indonesia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes 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 Cameo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Dave Gahan,
Kayak,
The Electric Prunes,
Buzzcocks,
Faust,
Brass Construction,
10cc,
The Count Five,
Niagra,
Ohio Players,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bang On A Can,
the Slits,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Skatalites,
Stetsasonic,
Magma,
Average White Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bluetip,
Electric Prunes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Selecter,
The Invisible,
Wolf Eyes,
The Golliwogs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eddi Front,
Altered Images,
The Vogues,
Ponytail,
Ronnie Foster,
Alton Ellis,
Joe Smooth,
Funkadelic,
Laurel Aitken,
Kurtis Blow,
Monolake,
Half Japanese,
The Durutti Column,
Kas Product,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boogie Down Productions,
Adolescents,
The Music Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
Nick Fraelich,
Ronan,
The Tremeloes,
Chris Corsano,
The Blackbyrds,
Wally Richardson,
The Cowsills,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Motions,
Suburban Knight,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.