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 Uruguay and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Youth Brigade to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Fad Gadget,
Patti Smith,
Organ,
The Litter,
The Skatalites,
Josef K,
Banda Bassotti,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cybotron,
Radiohead,
Inner City,
Delta 5,
Model 500,
Deepchord,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pantytec,
Skarface,
Ten City,
The Move,
Mad Mike,
Deadbeat,
Wasted Youth,
The Fire Engines,
Black Moon,
Mantronix,
Mandrill,
China Crisis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sam Rivers,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joe Finger,
Kurtis Blow,
Moby Grape,
Dual Sessions,
The Zeros,
L. Decosne,
F. McDonald,
The Happenings,
Minutemen,
Deakin,
Tim Buckley,
Alton Ellis,
Boz Scaggs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grey Daturas,
John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Germs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Malaria!,
Rhythm & Sound,
Main Source,
Whodini,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ken Boothe,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.