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 Peru and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Metal Thangz 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Chris & Cosey,
Eli Mardock,
Cluster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brand Nubian,
Bluetip,
Subhumans,
The Flesh Eaters,
Metal Thangz,
Accadde A,
Bang On A Can,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Coltrane,
Ituana,
Angry Samoans,
June of 44,
Bronski Beat,
The Sonics,
Trumans Water,
Crispian St. Peters,
Los Fastidios,
Alphaville,
Fluxion,
Chrome,
Jesper Dahlback,
ABBA,
Dual Sessions,
The Residents,
Shoche,
Robert Görl,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Susan Cadogan,
Agitation Free,
Cheater Slicks,
Althea and Donna,
Howard Jones,
Excepter,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wally Richardson,
Parry Music,
The Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kas Product,
Gang Starr,
Nas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Marvin Gaye,
Brick,
Little Man,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marshall Jefferson,
Andrew Hill,
Smog,
The Velvet Underground,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.