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 Ukraine and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scott Walker to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mandrill,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cure,
L. Decosne,
Second Layer,
H. Thieme,
Quadrant,
Soft Machine,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Toasters,
Funky Four + One,
Donny Hathaway,
Pantytec,
Amon Düül II,
Absolute Body Control,
Ituana,
The Move,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Albert Ayler,
Althea and Donna,
Index,
The Beau Brummels,
The New Christs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minor Threat,
Von Mondo,
Crash Course in Science,
Eddi Front,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eurythmics,
FM Einheit,
Supertramp,
Patti Smith,
Funkadelic,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Selecter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tim Buckley,
Scion,
Royal Trux,
The Wake,
The Knickerbockers,
The Invisible,
Khruangbin,
The Dead C,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Teasers,
The Standells,
Cybotron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bang On A Can,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sam Rivers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Reuben Wilson,
Reagan Youth,
Pet Shop Boys,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.