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 Tanzania and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Beasts of Bourbon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sound. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sixth Finger,
Wally Richardson,
Prince Buster,
Erykah Badu,
The Sonics,
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fortunes,
Ronnie Foster,
Wasted Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Make Up,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Josef K,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
E-Dancer,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Don Cherry,
Hoover,
Arab on Radar,
Donny Hathaway,
The J.B.'s,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
The Motions,
Technova,
Marvin Gaye,
Aural Exciters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Monks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
CMW,
The Sound,
The Red Krayola,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Charles Mingus,
Tomorrow,
Circle Jerks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Von Mondo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hasil Adkins,
The Victims,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
World's Most,
Ornette Coleman,
Essential Logic,
Bob Dylan,
Grey Daturas,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.