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 Portugal and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sun Ra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Loose Ends,
Con Funk Shun,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gastr Del Sol,
Desert Stars,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New Order,
Glenn Branca,
Swell Maps,
Pierre Henry,
The Music Machine,
Radio Birdman,
Maurizio,
Roy Ayers,
Absolute Body Control,
Inner City,
Interpol,
Hashim,
Buzzcocks,
Ultravox,
The Motions,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
Quantec,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Steve Hackett,
Flash Fearless,
Don Cherry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Von Mondo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Velvet Underground,
MC5,
Schoolly D,
Erykah Badu,
David McCallum,
Kayak,
Lyres,
The Remains,
Gong,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Banda Bassotti,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Coltrane,
Basic Channel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Neon Judgement,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Massinfluence,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Magma,
June Days,
PIL,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Pretty Things,
Ronnie Foster,
Guru Guru,
Make Up,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.