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 Lesotho and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Von Mondo to the techno 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
The Remains,
Quantec,
Roy Ayers,
The Smiths,
Sex Pistols,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Talk Talk,
H. Thieme,
E-Dancer,
Ituana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Cale,
Lee Hazlewood,
Masters at Work,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Chris Corsano,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soft Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eric Copeland,
The Evens,
Blancmange,
Roger Hodgson,
Judy Mowatt,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rotary Connection,
Newcleus,
Pagans,
The Gun Club,
The Birthday Party,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skriet,
Tomorrow,
Mission of Burma,
Prince Buster,
Sällskapet,
Toni Rubio,
Marshall Jefferson,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Outsiders,
The Cramps,
Deepchord,
Scott Walker,
The Monks,
Robert Wyatt,
Bush Tetras,
Todd Rundgren,
the Human League,
Nils Olav,
Urselle,
Brass Construction,
Country Teasers,
The Trojans,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Beau Brummels,
Infiniti,
The Fire Engines,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.