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 Iraq and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe 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 Heaven 17 to the rap 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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eurythmics,
The Evens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joe Smooth,
Charles Mingus,
Don Cherry,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Toasters,
Leonard Cohen,
Moss Icon,
Peter & Gordon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Young Marble Giants,
The Human League,
Cal Tjader,
Spoonie Gee,
Silicon Teens,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare,
Junior Murvin,
The Slits,
Nirvana,
Popol Vuh,
Bluetip,
Todd Terry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Al Stewart,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monolake,
Pharoah Sanders,
Section 25,
Tomorrow,
Skarface,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dennis Brown,
Faust,
Masters at Work,
The Birthday Party,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terry Callier,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gap Band,
PIL,
Letta Mbulu,
Danielle Patucci,
Buzzcocks,
Intrusion,
10cc,
Symarip,
Susan Cadogan,
Theoretical Girls,
Los Fastidios,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.