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 Philippines and from Sao Paulo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Beau Brummels 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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Reagan Youth,
Lalann,
Gang of Four,
Sun City Girls,
The Move,
the Association,
Glenn Branca,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Fear,
Byron Stingily,
Supertramp,
Rekid,
Stiv Bators,
Dave Gahan,
Jesper Dahlback,
FM Einheit,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hoover,
Nils Olav,
Bill Wells,
Banda Bassotti,
Television,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Blackbyrds,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Albert Ayler,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pole,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Görl,
Rod Modell,
Vladislav Delay,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Human League,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mission of Burma,
48th St. Collective,
John Holt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sound Behaviour,
John Foxx,
Joe Finger,
Connie Case,
The Toasters,
Sparks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Kinks,
Alton Ellis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ponytail,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lungfish,
China Crisis,
Patti Smith,
Judy Mowatt,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.