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 Cambodia 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ronan to the techno 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '80s.
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 Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Wasted Youth,
Godley & Creme,
The Tremeloes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Skatalites,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang of Four,
Television,
Bobby Byrd,
Country Joe & The Fish,
E-Dancer,
Iggy Pop,
Ice-T,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wire,
Al Stewart,
Barbara Tucker,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quadrant,
the Human League,
Drexciya,
Hashim,
Max Romeo,
Livin' Joy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
CMW,
The Leaves,
Jawbox,
Barry Ungar,
The Barracudas,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minny Pops,
The Selecter,
Infiniti,
Adolescents,
Faust,
Moss Icon,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fugs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Zeros,
Cybotron,
Terrestrial Tones,
Skarface,
Guru Guru,
Icehouse,
Lou Reed,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cecil Taylor,
Pole,
The Vogues,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yaz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Michelle Simonal,
Wolf Eyes,
The Misunderstood,
New Order,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Move,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.