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 Iran and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 Johnny Clarke to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skaos,
Pagans,
Grauzone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
EPMD,
China Crisis,
Crime,
The Leaves,
Outsiders,
Delon & Dalcan,
Khruangbin,
Rotary Connection,
ABBA,
Kool Moe Dee,
Saccharine Trust,
Vladislav Delay,
Dave Gahan,
Kayak,
Maurizio,
The Dirtbombs,
Sun Ra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Oblivians,
MC5,
Sam Rivers,
Soft Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
Supertramp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Subhumans,
Dark Day,
Zero Boys,
Little Man,
In Retrospect,
Popol Vuh,
Pole,
Peter & Gordon,
Banda Bassotti,
Von Mondo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pantaleimon,
Rakim,
Desert Stars,
The Zeros,
Hasil Adkins,
The Cramps,
Ken Boothe,
Kerrie Biddell,
a-ha,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fear,
Bluetip,
Joe Smooth,
Michelle Simonal,
LL Cool J,
Mr. Review,
FM Einheit,
Gabor Szabo,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.