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 France and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jandek to the grime 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pretty Things,
Audionom,
Fluxion,
The Mojo Men,
Eden Ahbez,
Danielle Patucci,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Human League,
Kurtis Blow,
The Trojans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Angels of Light,
Buzzcocks,
The Raincoats,
The Busters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Infiniti,
Yellowson,
Metal Thangz,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
DJ Style,
Jerry's Kids,
Kenny Larkin,
Bronski Beat,
New Order,
Liliput,
ABC,
Cecil Taylor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
David McCallum,
Jawbox,
Cymande,
Eve St. Jones,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed,
Black Moon,
Fela Kuti,
The Last Poets,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Happenings,
Steve Hackett,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tears for Fears,
Pere Ubu,
Ice-T,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mr. Review,
Lee Hazlewood,
Popol Vuh,
Clear Light,
Bootsy Collins,
The Birthday Party,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Peter and Kerry,
Zapp,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.