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 Comoros and from Jakarta.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Tommy Roe to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
The Vogues,
The Blues Magoos,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MC5,
Alice Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drive Like Jehu,
Laurel Aitken,
Bang On A Can,
F. McDonald,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Maurizio,
Hasil Adkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nirvana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Althea and Donna,
Aaron Thompson,
Quando Quango,
Funky Four + One,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra,
Lalann,
The Tremeloes,
Cal Tjader,
Unrelated Segments,
Erykah Badu,
The Skatalites,
Jeff Lynne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minutemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
Michelle Simonal,
Faust,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soul II Soul,
Oneida,
The Wake,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The New Christs,
Boz Scaggs,
ABBA,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cramps,
The Misunderstood,
Mission of Burma,
Chrome,
Eddi Front,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gladiators,
Cybotron,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cheater Slicks,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.