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 Canada and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Lou Reed,
Sister Nancy,
Isaac Hayes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Funky Four + One,
The Real Kids,
Q and Not U,
Brand Nubian,
Eve St. Jones,
Massinfluence,
Andrew Hill,
The Modern Lovers,
The Count Five,
The Searchers,
Ultra Naté,
Nik Kershaw,
Icehouse,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Loose Ends,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sarah Menescal,
Dennis Brown,
Procol Harum,
Max Romeo,
Cymande,
Josef K,
Sex Pistols,
Jawbox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
Panda Bear,
Derrick Morgan,
Severed Heads,
Chrome,
Magazine,
Aaron Thompson,
K-Klass,
The Knickerbockers,
Niagra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Amon Düül II,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Intrusion,
Television Personalities,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gun Club,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marine Girls,
Model 500,
Godley & Creme,
the Human League,
Gang Green,
Young Marble Giants,
Harry Pussy,
Bronski Beat,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.