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 Armenia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Michael McDonald 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 Eric B and Rakim to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
David Bowie,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jeff Mills,
Al Stewart,
Wally Richardson,
Thee Headcoats,
Letta Mbulu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sixth Finger,
Pere Ubu,
T. Rex,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalann,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Busters,
Popol Vuh,
Kayak,
Kenny Larkin,
Ten City,
Ice-T,
Freddie Wadling,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Quantec,
Davy DMX,
Judy Mowatt,
John Foxx,
Simply Red,
The Wake,
Drive Like Jehu,
LL Cool J,
Public Enemy,
Scott Walker,
Yusef Lateef,
Deakin,
the Slits,
Neu!,
Matthew Halsall,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Carl Craig,
Soul Sonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Accadde A,
H. Thieme,
Jacob Miller,
X-Ray Spex,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
Gabor Szabo,
Parry Music,
Black Flag,
the Normal,
The Move,
The Seeds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.