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 Italy and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Gap Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rufus Thomas,
Steve Hackett,
Desert Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Agent Orange,
Neil Young,
Funky Four + One,
Joe Finger,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Harpers Bizarre,
Unwound,
Minor Threat,
Mission of Burma,
Grey Daturas,
Rotary Connection,
The Moleskins,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Smoke,
The Fall,
Con Funk Shun,
Reagan Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Godley & Creme,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxy Music,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Alice Coltrane,
The Music Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Eve St. Jones,
DJ Style,
Eric B and Rakim,
Darondo,
Rosa Yemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alton Ellis,
the Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Das Ding,
Q and Not U,
The Electric Prunes,
Judy Mowatt,
Eddi Front,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Matthew Bourne,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.