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 Austria and from London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Idris Muhammad,
Moby Grape,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Wyatt,
Television Personalities,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks,
Sister Nancy,
Wasted Youth,
Sandy B,
Kool Moe Dee,
Deadbeat,
Ornette Coleman,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mars,
FM Einheit,
Leonard Cohen,
Max Romeo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Glenn Branca,
Icehouse,
Gichy Dan,
Alice Coltrane,
DNA,
Liliput,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Slits,
Ronnie Foster,
The Star Department,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Pus,
Peter & Gordon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aural Exciters,
Simply Red,
The Mojo Men,
Agent Orange,
Severed Heads,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Robert Hood,
Fad Gadget,
Organ,
The Associates,
Rekid,
Japan,
June of 44,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sugar Minott,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Circle Jerks,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Sonics,
Yusef Lateef,
Charles Mingus,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker 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.