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 Turkey and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Masters at Work tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Mandrill,
Lindisfarne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Peter & Gordon,
Sparks,
Donny Hathaway,
Easy Going,
John Foxx,
Judy Mowatt,
The Offenders,
Dawn Penn,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Laurel Aitken,
Neil Young,
It's A Beautiful Day,
a-ha,
Ten City,
10cc,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacob Miller,
Boz Scaggs,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fortunes,
The Blues Magoos,
Kevin Saunderson,
Animal Collective,
Rotary Connection,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Monks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dead Boys,
Siglo XX,
Essential Logic,
Avey Tare,
June of 44,
Jawbox,
Brothers Johnson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rosa Yemen,
Aswad,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jacques Brel,
Oneida,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
China Crisis,
Blake Baxter,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Modern Lovers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Loose Ends,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Last Poets,
John Cale,
The Golliwogs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sam Rivers,
cv313,
Gang Starr,
Mad Mike,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.