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 Benin and from Accra.
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 Taipei and Mexico City.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quando Quango,
Steve Hackett,
Minor Threat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blancmange,
Aaron Thompson,
Lou Christie,
Ronan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scrapy,
Skriet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Michelle Simonal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bauhaus,
Sixth Finger,
Sam Rivers,
Oneida,
The Five Americans,
cv313,
Grauzone,
Janne Schatter,
Fugazi,
Joe Smooth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip,
The Offenders,
David Bowie,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Glenn Branca,
Robert Görl,
Kayak,
The Tremeloes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Erykah Badu,
Sparks,
The Neon Judgement,
Mars,
Bobby Sherman,
Mandrill,
The New Christs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scientists,
Derrick May,
Swell Maps,
Skaos,
Shoche,
The Martian,
Swans,
The Moody Blues,
Electric Prunes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Index,
Depeche Mode,
Stereo Dub,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Carl Craig,
Moebius,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.