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 Bulgaria 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet 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 MC5 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Newcleus,
Bauhaus,
the Human League,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Starr,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bill Wells,
Joensuu 1685,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Donald Byrd,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mad Mike,
The Star Department,
Tres Demented,
Isaac Hayes,
John Holt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eve St. Jones,
Graham Central Station,
Soft Cell,
New Order,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeru the Damaja,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Talk Talk,
Royal Trux,
MDC,
Steve Hackett,
Prince Buster,
FM Einheit,
The Real Kids,
Maurizio,
X-Ray Spex,
Fat Boys,
Derrick May,
Warsaw,
Pagans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
L. Decosne,
Flash Fearless,
Rufus Thomas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
U.S. Maple,
K-Klass,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crime,
Second Layer,
Cheater Slicks,
the Soft Cell,
The Barracudas,
Stetsasonic,
Young Marble Giants,
Make Up,
The Leaves,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.