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 Macedonia and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 Funkadelic to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Massinfluence,
Depeche Mode,
Kurtis Blow,
EPMD,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Monks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tears for Fears,
Radiohead,
B.T. Express,
Lucky Dragons,
Unrelated Segments,
Nation of Ulysses,
FM Einheit,
Altered Images,
Stereo Dub,
Crooked Eye,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Iggy Pop,
Sun Ra,
Blossom Toes,
Bush Tetras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scion,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yusef Lateef,
MC5,
Organ,
Skriet,
Aural Exciters,
The Tremeloes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ossler,
Lalann,
Cybotron,
Eli Mardock,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Khruangbin,
Albert Ayler,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fugs,
Lower 48,
The Barracudas,
Barbara Tucker,
The Busters,
Jesper Dahlback,
Funky Four + One,
Jawbox,
Underground Resistance,
Sparks,
The Young Rascals,
The Misunderstood,
Dave Gahan,
Cecil Taylor,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.