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 Senegal and from Lyon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe 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 Massinfluence to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Avey Tare,
Deakin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Saints,
The Velvet Underground,
Nick Fraelich,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bronski Beat,
Derrick May,
Pantaleimon,
Scratch Acid,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
Banda Bassotti,
the Soft Cell,
JFA,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Durutti Column,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fluxion,
Intrusion,
K-Klass,
Clear Light,
The Count Five,
Unrelated Segments,
Derrick Morgan,
Symarip,
the Human League,
CMW,
The Young Rascals,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
The Associates,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
PIL,
Mo-Dettes,
Harmonia,
Liliput,
Robert Wyatt,
Stiv Bators,
Sound Behaviour,
OOIOO,
Minor Threat,
Tubeway Army,
Jeff Mills,
Dawn Penn,
The Moody Blues,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Organ,
Skarface,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gap Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Eurythmics,
The Mojo Men,
Crooked Eye,
R.M.O.,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.