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 Indonesia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Con Funk Shun to the rock 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
cv313,
Kenny Larkin,
Quando Quango,
Iggy Pop,
Eric Dolphy,
Brand Nubian,
Dawn Penn,
Kayak,
In Retrospect,
Ultra Naté,
Ronnie Foster,
the Swans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gap Band,
The Birthday Party,
Brass Construction,
The Martian,
Funkadelic,
Anthony Braxton,
Sister Nancy,
Barbara Tucker,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Guru Guru,
Charles Mingus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Darondo,
Infiniti,
The Searchers,
Max Romeo,
the Sonics,
Oblivians,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Raincoats,
Jacques Brel,
Television,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radio Birdman,
Brothers Johnson,
Animal Collective,
Basic Channel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maurizio,
Jawbox,
Camouflage,
Bronski Beat,
Radiohead,
Ten City,
Con Funk Shun,
Crime,
This Heat,
Banda Bassotti,
Colin Newman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Womack,
Fugazi,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Blues Magoos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.