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 Malawi and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Robert Palmer 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 Glambeats Corp. to the funk 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 Beasts of Bourbon. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Swell Maps,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lalann,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cameo,
Ohio Players,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monochrome Set,
Negative Approach,
The Slits,
Jerry Gold Smith,
La Düsseldorf,
Sun Ra,
Boredoms,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
Bill Wells,
The Invisible,
The New Christs,
Kerri Chandler,
Minor Threat,
The Angels of Light,
MC5,
Archie Shepp,
Spoonie Gee,
Nirvana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Groovy Waters,
Whodini,
Mars,
Radio Birdman,
Robert Wyatt,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yaz,
Scott Walker,
Guru Guru,
Fad Gadget,
Country Teasers,
The Birthday Party,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Foxx,
Alison Limerick,
PIL,
Al Stewart,
Ossler,
Minnie Riperton,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
Lou Christie,
10cc,
David Axelrod,
Gang of Four,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Audionom,
X-102,
Dead Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Real Kids,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Lydon,
Essential Logic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.