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 Eritrea and from Lagos.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Essential Logic to the dance 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rotary Connection,
John Coltrane,
Accadde A,
Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Section 25,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fatback Band,
Sister Nancy,
John Cale,
Steve Hackett,
Sixth Finger,
Mr. Review,
Alton Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Minor Threat,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lower 48,
The Selecter,
The Gun Club,
Cluster,
K-Klass,
The Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
Moebius,
Dorothy Ashby,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
T. Rex,
Harry Pussy,
Pantytec,
Jeff Mills,
The Doors,
Scott Walker,
Duran Duran,
Toni Rubio,
Severed Heads,
Zapp,
New Order,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Infiniti,
Anakelly,
Nas,
Andrew Hill,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Evens,
Hardrive,
Ituana,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul II Soul,
T.S.O.L.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
cv313,
Pere Ubu,
Marine Girls,
The Buckinghams,
DJ Style,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.