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 Iceland and from Delhi.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the dance 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Grass Roots,
Rosa Yemen,
The Buckinghams,
The Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Victims,
Bob Dylan,
John Lydon,
Roy Ayers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Vogues,
Blake Baxter,
Unrelated Segments,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
Rapeman,
Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
Trumans Water,
Panda Bear,
Pole,
Lower 48,
Japan,
Fad Gadget,
Khruangbin,
Maleditus Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Camberwell Now,
T.S.O.L.,
Minor Threat,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Buzzcocks,
The Durutti Column,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unwound,
Theoretical Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cymande,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minny Pops,
Reuben Wilson,
Ludus,
Faust,
China Crisis,
Ituana,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Yusef Lateef,
Liliput,
Shoche,
Babytalk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Model 500,
Ornette Coleman,
Flipper,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.