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 Turkey and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lebanon Hanover to the rock 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
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,
Bush Tetras,
La Düsseldorf,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lower 48,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lyres,
Heaven 17,
OOIOO,
The Leaves,
Skriet,
Lindisfarne,
Eli Mardock,
New York Dolls,
Rakim,
June Days,
Depeche Mode,
The Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
Iggy Pop,
The Alarm Clocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Essential Logic,
Jacob Miller,
Scan 7,
Derrick May,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
UT,
Blake Baxter,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vladislav Delay,
David Axelrod,
Rekid,
Country Teasers,
Connie Case,
Duran Duran,
Slick Rick,
Groovy Waters,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Jeff Lynne,
Alice Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Swans,
Fela Kuti,
Bootsy Collins,
Archie Shepp,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Buzzcocks,
Wally Richardson,
Sparks,
Tres Demented,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eddi Front,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Rundgren,
Average White Band,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.