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 Palau and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Robert Wyatt to the jazz 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Schoolly D,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Womack,
Von Mondo,
The Misunderstood,
Janne Schatter,
Cal Tjader,
Kayak,
Sparks,
Funkadelic,
Sandy B,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gap Band,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sam Rivers,
Television,
Juan Atkins,
Adolescents,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tubeway Army,
Sugar Minott,
The Black Dice,
Dark Day,
Crispy Ambulance,
Robert Görl,
Eve St. Jones,
Barry Ungar,
Arab on Radar,
Roger Hodgson,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
10cc,
Lou Christie,
Suburban Knight,
Sixth Finger,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Walker Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mad Mike,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Bananas,
Pere Ubu,
Angry Samoans,
Marmalade,
Basic Channel,
Scan 7,
Stiv Bators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radio Birdman,
Ultra Naté,
Nico,
David McCallum,
Warsaw,
Lucky Dragons,
Funky Four + One,
June Days,
Kenny Larkin,
Rapeman,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.