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 Macedonia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 June Days to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Charles Mingus. All the underground hits.
All AZ 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 punk 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Tim Buckley,
Skarface,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Michelle Simonal,
Lyres,
The Dirtbombs,
Maurizio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Banda Bassotti,
John Foxx,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Carl Craig,
Radiopuhelimet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cal Tjader,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Erasure,
Kenny Larkin,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gladiators,
The Cowsills,
Crispian St. Peters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Germs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Walker Brothers,
Terry Callier,
The Offenders,
The Motions,
John Holt,
Sällskapet,
Vladislav Delay,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Unrelated Segments,
Sugar Minott,
Joe Smooth,
Morten Harket,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pierre Henry,
Junior Murvin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Todd Terry,
Popol Vuh,
Zero Boys,
Laurel Aitken,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Little Man,
Eden Ahbez,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tubeway Army,
These Immortal Souls,
Cecil Taylor,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.