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 Germany 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the grunge 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Reagan Youth,
X-102,
Jeff Lynne,
Josef K,
Angry Samoans,
Urselle,
Vladislav Delay,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Anakelly,
Pulsallama,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Barracudas,
Black Sheep,
Glenn Branca,
Maleditus Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
La Düsseldorf,
Pole,
Bobby Byrd,
Ponytail,
Index,
Half Japanese,
Joensuu 1685,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Amon Düül II,
the Bar-Kays,
Skaos,
Echospace,
Heaven 17,
Eric Copeland,
Flash Fearless,
The Birthday Party,
T.S.O.L.,
Yazoo,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nico,
The Busters,
The Zeros,
Vainqueur,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marine Girls,
The Moody Blues,
Jerry's Kids,
Trumans Water,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Knickerbockers,
the Soft Cell,
Wasted Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
David Bowie,
Reuben Wilson,
Eden Ahbez,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Goldenarms,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.