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 Uzbekistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Easy Going to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jandek,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül,
La Düsseldorf,
Lightning Bolt,
Lucky Dragons,
The Fall,
Swell Maps,
Wire,
Minnie Riperton,
Siglo XX,
Average White Band,
Bobby Womack,
Pagans,
Con Funk Shun,
Sound Behaviour,
The Monochrome Set,
The Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Severed Heads,
Second Layer,
Public Enemy,
Alton Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
Rufus Thomas,
Oblivians,
Boz Scaggs,
Soft Cell,
the Soft Cell,
Zero Boys,
Fatback Band,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Bourne,
Sight & Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
Soft Machine,
Delta 5,
New York Dolls,
Howard Jones,
Girls At Our Best!,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Byrd,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sparks,
Nick Fraelich,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Electric Prunes,
Black Bananas,
DNA,
Surgeon,
The Star Department,
Spoonie Gee,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Section 25,
Scrapy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.