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 Mali and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Steve Hackett to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Tears for Fears,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter and Kerry,
Isaac Hayes,
Yaz,
The Angels of Light,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Anakelly,
Sun Ra,
The Happenings,
Crime,
Chris Corsano,
Hasil Adkins,
Sound Behaviour,
Iggy Pop,
The Pretty Things,
Bush Tetras,
The Residents,
Tres Demented,
Talk Talk,
Gichy Dan,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barbara Tucker,
Shuggie Otis,
Donald Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Blake Baxter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Babytalk,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bad Manners,
Deadbeat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Byrd,
Joe Smooth,
David McCallum,
The Fire Engines,
Skarface,
Banda Bassotti,
Japan,
John Foxx,
Eddi Front,
Toni Rubio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Parry Music,
Suburban Knight,
Negative Approach,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun City Girls,
Black Bananas,
Q65,
L. Decosne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Althea and Donna,
Loose Ends,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.