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 Cambodia 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the crunk 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Jandek,
Negative Approach,
Nik Kershaw,
Dawn Penn,
Bill Near,
Eve St. Jones,
The Evens,
The J.B.'s,
Adolescents,
Sparks,
Isaac Hayes,
Television Personalities,
Spoonie Gee,
Tubeway Army,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ornette Coleman,
Hasil Adkins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Royal Trux,
Lakeside,
Gong,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby,
D'Angelo,
The Real Kids,
Lou Reed,
The Toasters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dennis Brown,
Suburban Knight,
Idris Muhammad,
Panda Bear,
Zapp,
Mandrill,
Joy Division,
Anakelly,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric Copeland,
Arab on Radar,
Ten City,
DJ Sneak,
Y Pants,
Agitation Free,
Erykah Badu,
E-Dancer,
Maurizio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Niagra,
Underground Resistance,
Echospace,
Alice Coltrane,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mark Hollis,
MDC,
Eddi Front,
Fad Gadget,
Bush Tetras,
The Barracudas,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.