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 Senegal and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fela Kuti to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
The Associates,
Fela Kuti,
Roy Ayers,
Jerry's Kids,
Jandek,
Isaac Hayes,
The Monochrome Set,
Nirvana,
La Düsseldorf,
Agitation Free,
Roger Hodgson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Juan Atkins,
Pole,
Rakim,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maurizio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Star Department,
Scan 7,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Trojans,
The Cramps,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Misunderstood,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moss Icon,
Section 25,
Prince Buster,
The Seeds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Archie Shepp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Slits,
Gichy Dan,
Dennis Brown,
Marc Almond,
The Black Dice,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Neon Judgement,
Sam Rivers,
Cal Tjader,
Cheater Slicks,
Pussy Galore,
Alphaville,
Trumans Water,
The Shadows of Knight,
Babytalk,
Arcadia,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter & Gordon,
Symarip,
The Modern Lovers,
Godley & Creme,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Peter and Kerry,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.