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 Greece 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 A Flock of Seagulls to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Malaria!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lindisfarne,
The Index,
The Pretty Things,
The Count Five,
Fad Gadget,
Reagan Youth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
B.T. Express,
Glenn Branca,
The Electric Prunes,
Camberwell Now,
Hot Snakes,
Flipper,
This Heat,
Kurtis Blow,
Yazoo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oblivians,
Symarip,
Toni Rubio,
Archie Shepp,
Kayak,
The Fuzztones,
The Slits,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Zeros,
Althea and Donna,
Joensuu 1685,
Mandrill,
Agitation Free,
Chrome,
Roy Ayers,
Barbara Tucker,
Animal Collective,
MC5,
Sight & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pulsallama,
Morten Harket,
Howard Jones,
The J.B.'s,
DJ Sneak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scratch Acid,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Star Department,
R.M.O.,
Panda Bear,
Nico,
Ultravox,
Soft Cell,
Lungfish,
The Real Kids,
Prince Buster,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.