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 Guinea-Bissau and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Slits to the funk 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Evens,
The Human League,
Alice Coltrane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nils Olav,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Quantec,
The Happenings,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Unwound,
Dorothy Ashby,
Supertramp,
Roger Hodgson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skarface,
Reagan Youth,
Black Pus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pussy Galore,
Sight & Sound,
Sugar Minott,
Tears for Fears,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Human League,
Little Man,
David Bowie,
The Martian,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Basic Channel,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bootsy Collins,
Camberwell Now,
Fela Kuti,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul II Soul,
The Grass Roots,
Thompson Twins,
Silicon Teens,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sällskapet,
Matthew Bourne,
La Düsseldorf,
Godley & Creme,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Bananas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed,
Gong,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Electric Prunes,
Derrick Morgan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.