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 Colombia and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Harry Pussy to the funk 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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sixth Finger,
Ossler,
Goldenarms,
June of 44,
Lower 48,
Zapp,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Terry,
Royal Trux,
Black Bananas,
Lyres,
Q and Not U,
Funkadelic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Television,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Move,
Kenny Larkin,
Minnie Riperton,
Buzzcocks,
Godley & Creme,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Blossom Toes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tropical Tobacco,
Depeche Mode,
Los Fastidios,
These Immortal Souls,
Malaria!,
World's Most,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mad Mike,
Echospace,
Avey Tare,
L. Decosne,
Au Pairs,
Sister Nancy,
Sexual Harrassment,
New York Dolls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Bar-Kays,
a-ha,
OOIOO,
The Dave Clark Five,
Todd Rundgren,
Wasted Youth,
Niagra,
Dead Boys,
The Slackers,
Quando Quango,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Teasers,
Brothers Johnson,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grauzone,
Tom Boy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barrington Levy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.