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 Saudi Arabia and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Funky Four + One to the crunk 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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tubeway Army,
Kas Product,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Qualms,
Heaven 17,
Can,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare,
The Zeros,
The Angels of Light,
Easy Going,
the Human League,
D'Angelo,
Freddie Wadling,
Susan Cadogan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ice-T,
Masters at Work,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Isaac Hayes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nation of Ulysses,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ponytail,
The Skatalites,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Count Five,
The Vogues,
John Holt,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hoover,
The American Breed,
Bobby Sherman,
the Normal,
The Gap Band,
Aural Exciters,
Lower 48,
Eve St. Jones,
The Litter,
Nik Kershaw,
Crash Course in Science,
Echospace,
Sexual Harrassment,
Arcadia,
Andrew Hill,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxette,
the Slits,
The Beau Brummels,
the Germs,
Yazoo,
Slick Rick,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
R.M.O.,
Ornette Coleman,
Sarah Menescal,
Gerry Rafferty,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.