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 Cape Verde and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 rhodes 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 Grey Daturas to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sister Nancy,
Roy Ayers,
Symarip,
Sound Behaviour,
Whodini,
Trumans Water,
David Bowie,
Eden Ahbez,
Brothers Johnson,
China Crisis,
Marmalade,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kerri Chandler,
The Modern Lovers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mission of Burma,
World's Most,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Circle Jerks,
Fat Boys,
The Cure,
Sixth Finger,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hardrive,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Banda Bassotti,
Harmonia,
The Leaves,
Simply Red,
Alice Coltrane,
Make Up,
Rhythm & Sound,
Panda Bear,
Lakeside,
Wolf Eyes,
10cc,
Susan Cadogan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobby Byrd,
Freddie Wadling,
Sight & Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Barbara Tucker,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donald Byrd,
Skriet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul II Soul,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed,
Gong,
kango's stein massive,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.