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 Mauritania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Liliput to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mo-Dettes,
Vainqueur,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suburban Knight,
PIL,
Goldenarms,
Erykah Badu,
Rekid,
Porter Ricks,
Smog,
The Zeros,
Susan Cadogan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skaos,
48th St. Collective,
Lightning Bolt,
Fear,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bootsy Collins,
World's Most,
Spoonie Gee,
Sarah Menescal,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Althea and Donna,
New Order,
Masters at Work,
Eurythmics,
Connie Case,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Talk Talk,
The Monochrome Set,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rufus Thomas,
The Barracudas,
David Axelrod,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Circle Jerks,
The Red Krayola,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stereo Dub,
Schoolly D,
Charles Mingus,
The Doors,
Technova,
Ronnie Foster,
Loose Ends,
Heaven 17,
Ohio Players,
Nas,
Robert Wyatt,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bizarre Inc.,
Matthew Halsall,
Eli Mardock,
Can,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mandrill,
Faust,
Radiohead,
Avey Tare,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.