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 Cape Verde and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the grime 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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Barrington Levy,
Morten Harket,
Dawn Penn,
Davy DMX,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wally Richardson,
Shoche,
Avey Tare,
B.T. Express,
The Selecter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kerri Chandler,
Cameo,
Eddi Front,
Danielle Patucci,
Basic Channel,
Bronski Beat,
The Happenings,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
These Immortal Souls,
K-Klass,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eurythmics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oneida,
Quadrant,
Pere Ubu,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Anthony Braxton,
Lucky Dragons,
the Slits,
Yellowson,
Pylon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Faust,
Little Man,
Half Japanese,
Ice-T,
Archie Shepp,
John Holt,
Lower 48,
The Last Poets,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Fraelich,
John Foxx,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Surgeon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agent Orange,
Alice Coltrane,
Bad Manners,
Q and Not U,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Negative Approach,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.