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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Piero Umiliani to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fugs. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Sugar Minott,
The Victims,
Fad Gadget,
Isaac Hayes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Arab on Radar,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cowsills,
Jesper Dahlback,
Connie Case,
Colin Newman,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Green,
FM Einheit,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vladislav Delay,
Wolf Eyes,
Lucky Dragons,
Neu!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hasil Adkins,
Model 500,
Yellowson,
Idris Muhammad,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Andrew Hill,
Monolake,
Jandek,
Mo-Dettes,
Anakelly,
Bluetip,
Sexual Harrassment,
Excepter,
Can,
Johnny Clarke,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Index,
Dark Day,
LL Cool J,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
David Axelrod,
Graham Central Station,
The Fuzztones,
Yaz,
Black Bananas,
Chrome,
Audionom,
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
ABBA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Terry Callier,
Y Pants,
Infiniti,
Swell Maps,
Symarip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth 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.