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 France and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Carl Craig to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Pussy Galore,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jandek,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Christie,
Mars,
Glenn Branca,
The Real Kids,
Todd Rundgren,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jawbox,
Derrick Morgan,
Cluster,
Rufus Thomas,
Dual Sessions,
Pere Ubu,
Flamin' Groovies,
10cc,
The Beau Brummels,
The Litter,
Arcadia,
The American Breed,
Skarface,
Icehouse,
Piero Umiliani,
The Doobie Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Moebius,
Royal Trux,
The Gladiators,
cv313,
June of 44,
David Axelrod,
Warren Ellis,
Michelle Simonal,
Franke,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chrome,
Half Japanese,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Skatalites,
EPMD,
The Music Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Idris Muhammad,
UT,
Television Personalities,
Kevin Saunderson,
E-Dancer,
Boz Scaggs,
Malaria!,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
JFA,
Archie Shepp,
X-Ray Spex,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cecil Taylor,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.