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 Taiwan and from Mumbai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Alphaville to the jazz 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Reagan Youth,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minnie Riperton,
H. Thieme,
Half Japanese,
Los Fastidios,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pylon,
The Index,
The Red Krayola,
The Names,
Massinfluence,
The Barracudas,
The Walker Brothers,
Model 500,
Bush Tetras,
Monolake,
Albert Ayler,
Marc Almond,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Masters at Work,
OOIOO,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fuzztones,
Soft Machine,
The Fortunes,
The Gories,
The Tremeloes,
Soul Sonic Force,
DJ Style,
Connie Case,
ABC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brothers Johnson,
Adolescents,
Oneida,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wings,
The Pop Group,
the Sonics,
The Moleskins,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chris Corsano,
Malaria!,
Depeche Mode,
Angry Samoans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pantaleimon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Schoolly D,
the Association,
Yazoo,
Kerri Chandler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zapp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Liliput,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.