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 Qatar and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 The Happenings to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Das Ding,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cramps,
ABBA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brand Nubian,
The Modern Lovers,
Davy DMX,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Banda Bassotti,
Howard Jones,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sarah Menescal,
Motorama,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Holt,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Letta Mbulu,
Crooked Eye,
the Fania All-Stars,
Andrew Hill,
UT,
Au Pairs,
Roger Hodgson,
New Order,
Alice Coltrane,
Mars,
Vladislav Delay,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed,
Agitation Free,
Grey Daturas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Anthony Braxton,
Qualms,
Darondo,
Yellowson,
Kurtis Blow,
Harry Pussy,
Mark Hollis,
Aswad,
Khruangbin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Talk Talk,
10cc,
Blake Baxter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minnie Riperton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Derrick Morgan,
Godley & Creme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Can,
The Walker Brothers,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Massinfluence,
Kas Product,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.