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 Nauru and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar 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 Neu! to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Thompson Twins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sugar Minott,
The New Christs,
The Index,
Brick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Subhumans,
Eli Mardock,
Youth Brigade,
Dual Sessions,
The Cramps,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tom Boy,
Joy Division,
The Litter,
Little Man,
the Slits,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ice-T,
Anakelly,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül II,
Juan Atkins,
Inner City,
The Durutti Column,
Yusef Lateef,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cluster,
Arthur Verocai,
Outsiders,
Danielle Patucci,
Peter & Gordon,
FM Einheit,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DJ Style,
Robert Hood,
The Move,
Jacques Brel,
The Martian,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bill Near,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Seeds,
The Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nils Olav,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joyce Sims,
Procol Harum,
The Leaves,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Au Pairs,
Judy Mowatt,
The Searchers,
Camouflage,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.