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 Peru and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Monks to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marine Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Todd Rundgren,
The Mummies,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lower 48,
Bang On A Can,
Sight & Sound,
Infiniti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Section 25,
Barclay James Harvest,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Essential Logic,
Cecil Taylor,
Agent Orange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lalo Schifrin,
Easy Going,
the Soft Cell,
Icehouse,
Skaos,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Godley & Creme,
Drexciya,
Make Up,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aswad,
Banda Bassotti,
Little Man,
Interpol,
Sixth Finger,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joensuu 1685,
Schoolly D,
Danielle Patucci,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eve St. Jones,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eli Mardock,
Colin Newman,
Fela Kuti,
Can,
Davy DMX,
8 Eyed Spy,
Robert Wyatt,
Donald Byrd,
Sonic Youth,
Warsaw,
B.T. Express,
DJ Style,
Delta 5,
Suicide,
The Fugs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Theoretical Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Brothers Johnson,
Susan Cadogan,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.