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 Costa Rica and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Excepter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
The Birthday Party,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Human League,
Q65,
Mr. Review,
Gichy Dan,
Parry Music,
Smog,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Sheep,
Warren Ellis,
The Buckinghams,
Lucky Dragons,
Don Cherry,
Oblivians,
The Skatalites,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skriet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Royal Trux,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Searchers,
Animal Collective,
The Sonics,
The Monks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marvin Gaye,
Swans,
Erykah Badu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultravox,
The Real Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joe Finger,
Chrome,
Grey Daturas,
Rod Modell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ice-T,
the Bar-Kays,
Toni Rubio,
Ohio Players,
The Offenders,
Flash Fearless,
Sun Ra,
Symarip,
The Mojo Men,
Dorothy Ashby,
Danielle Patucci,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lee Hazlewood,
Altered Images,
Public Enemy,
Scientists,
The Fuzztones,
Mary Jane Girls,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.