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 Belarus and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Swell Maps to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rosa Yemen,
David Axelrod,
Guru Guru,
Arcadia,
Masters at Work,
Fatback Band,
Echospace,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Pus,
LL Cool J,
The Five Americans,
X-102,
The Blackbyrds,
Charles Mingus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Goldenarms,
The Leaves,
The American Breed,
John Foxx,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Robert Hood,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deadbeat,
Procol Harum,
Theoretical Girls,
Unrelated Segments,
Silicon Teens,
Lakeside,
Dawn Penn,
Glenn Branca,
The Stooges,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
Laurel Aitken,
The Vogues,
ABC,
The Detroit Cobras,
Michelle Simonal,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Drexciya,
The Fortunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Circle Jerks,
Donald Byrd,
The Saints,
Groovy Waters,
Spandau Ballet,
The Gap Band,
Wally Richardson,
Kurtis Blow,
Scrapy,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chrome,
Erasure,
World's Most,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.