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 Samoa and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Stetsasonic 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Delta 5,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lalann,
Sarah Menescal,
The Music Machine,
This Heat,
Jeff Mills,
Sunsets and Hearts,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Prince Buster,
Japan,
Avey Tare,
Cluster,
Monolake,
Rotary Connection,
Gang of Four,
Quadrant,
Lakeside,
Rites of Spring,
Desert Stars,
Khruangbin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Can,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mojo Men,
The Real Kids,
The Fall,
Sam Rivers,
Jerry's Kids,
Quantec,
Lungfish,
F. McDonald,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young,
Joyce Sims,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Human League,
Popol Vuh,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Knickerbockers,
Loose Ends,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Swans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Techniques,
June Days,
Dennis Brown,
Heaven 17,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Accadde A,
Camouflage,
Liliput,
Theoretical Girls,
OOIOO,
Rosa Yemen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Excepter,
Guru Guru,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.