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 Albania and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Hashim to the rock 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Bizarre Inc.,
Unwound,
Judy Mowatt,
The Stooges,
Monks,
Desert Stars,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
Tim Buckley,
Subhumans,
The Gap Band,
Easy Going,
Yaz,
Monolake,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moleskins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Slick Rick,
Bad Manners,
Country Teasers,
Chrome,
Harry Pussy,
Althea and Donna,
The Dead C,
Whodini,
Eddi Front,
Kayak,
Lucky Dragons,
Tommy Roe,
Mr. Review,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dual Sessions,
The Victims,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lakeside,
Soulsonic Force,
Essential Logic,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Barracudas,
Sex Pistols,
Nico,
Mad Mike,
The Fall,
Sister Nancy,
Bronski Beat,
The Walker Brothers,
X-102,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Blancmange,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anthony Braxton,
Pylon,
Scratch Acid,
Ponytail,
Bill Near,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.