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 Croatia and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
DNA,
Lebanon Hanover,
Newcleus,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Evens,
Pole,
Tears for Fears,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scientists,
X-Ray Spex,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pulsallama,
The Modern Lovers,
Bob Dylan,
Delta 5,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
The Wake,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Subhumans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gabor Szabo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Hill,
Crispian St. Peters,
Monks,
Jandek,
Hoover,
Icehouse,
MDC,
Clear Light,
Sällskapet,
Skaos,
R.M.O.,
Siglo XX,
Rufus Thomas,
Iggy Pop,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Motorama,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dead Boys,
the Association,
AZ,
Absolute Body Control,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ornette Coleman,
Funkadelic,
Isaac Hayes,
Unrelated Segments,
Rosa Yemen,
Adolescents,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.