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 Benin and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dark Day to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Animal Collective,
Robert Hood,
Amon Düül II,
The Dirtbombs,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blancmange,
Lakeside,
Moby Grape,
The Doobie Brothers,
Josef K,
Fad Gadget,
Ultra Naté,
Jacob Miller,
DJ Sneak,
Mark Hollis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Shuggie Otis,
The Monochrome Set,
Section 25,
Parry Music,
Bobby Womack,
Lower 48,
X-102,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Make Up,
LL Cool J,
Sam Rivers,
Prince Buster,
Yellowson,
The Standells,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gap Band,
The Wake,
Morten Harket,
Davy DMX,
Echospace,
ABBA,
The Trojans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joensuu 1685,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang of Four,
Michelle Simonal,
Bluetip,
Lalo Schifrin,
Average White Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Sparks,
Charles Mingus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Normal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eve St. Jones,
Sällskapet,
New Order,
Fugazi,
Chrome,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.