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 Panama and from Johannesburg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DJ Style to the rap 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Depeche Mode,
The Skatalites,
Skriet,
Shuggie Otis,
The Red Krayola,
ABBA,
Crooked Eye,
Maleditus Sound,
Shoche,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DNA,
Y Pants,
The Velvet Underground,
Lebanon Hanover,
Amon Düül,
Alice Coltrane,
Half Japanese,
Little Man,
Sexual Harrassment,
Davy DMX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lungfish,
Slick Rick,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Erasure,
OOIOO,
Whodini,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moss Icon,
Blancmange,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hoover,
Massinfluence,
Harry Pussy,
Saccharine Trust,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Easy Going,
Fluxion,
Wire,
Deepchord,
10cc,
Nick Fraelich,
Goldenarms,
Eli Mardock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Human League,
Skarface,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monks,
The Doors,
Eurythmics,
Yellowson,
Mars,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.