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 Iraq and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Arthur Verocai to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Zero Boys,
10cc,
Rites of Spring,
Roger Hodgson,
Television,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pantaleimon,
The Techniques,
ABC,
Quando Quango,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Index,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moss Icon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Country Teasers,
Jeff Mills,
Jeff Lynne,
The Saints,
Prince Buster,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sixth Finger,
ABBA,
Michelle Simonal,
Jacob Miller,
PIL,
This Heat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Spandau Ballet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Johnny Clarke,
Siglo XX,
The Pop Group,
Robert Wyatt,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Steve Hackett,
Hasil Adkins,
cv313,
The Grass Roots,
Marmalade,
The Residents,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stiv Bators,
Black Pus,
Au Pairs,
The Leaves,
The Five Americans,
Underground Resistance,
X-Ray Spex,
Angry Samoans,
Bill Wells,
Lee Hazlewood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.