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 Nepal and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 spring reverb 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 Donny Hathaway to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
This Heat,
Dawn Penn,
Aloha Tigers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Oblivians,
The Saints,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Mills,
Negative Approach,
The Star Department,
Organ,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smoke,
Au Pairs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jandek,
Man Eating Sloth,
Japan,
The Cowsills,
Junior Murvin,
Pussy Galore,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sex Pistols,
Can,
Cymande,
Kas Product,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bluetip,
Livin' Joy,
Matthew Halsall,
Jacques Brel,
Pole,
Excepter,
Minnie Riperton,
Scratch Acid,
Sam Rivers,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker,
Scion,
Aural Exciters,
Unrelated Segments,
Cybotron,
The Seeds,
Chrome,
Pulsallama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glenn Branca,
Godley & Creme,
Desert Stars,
Sandy B,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
One Last Wish,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.