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 Gambia and from New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 organ 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 John Lydon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Black Pus,
Skarface,
Hoover,
The American Breed,
Ice-T,
Harmonia,
Cameo,
Josef K,
Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
The Victims,
Peter and Kerry,
The Dead C,
Radio Birdman,
Brass Construction,
The Gun Club,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sam Rivers,
Amon Düül,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jacob Miller,
The J.B.'s,
Hasil Adkins,
Country Teasers,
Ludus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
The Index,
Camberwell Now,
The Gladiators,
The Blackbyrds,
Nils Olav,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Groovy Waters,
Dennis Brown,
Maleditus Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Circle Jerks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Wally Richardson,
Swell Maps,
Tears for Fears,
Delon & Dalcan,
Average White Band,
Gang Starr,
AZ,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fugazi,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.