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 Belize 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 ABBA to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Funkadelic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ornette Coleman,
Underground Resistance,
Maleditus Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
The Dead C,
Fela Kuti,
Aaron Thompson,
Minnie Riperton,
The Birthday Party,
Kayak,
Marc Almond,
Outsiders,
Al Stewart,
Severed Heads,
Lakeside,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alton Ellis,
Tommy Roe,
The Blues Magoos,
Urselle,
The Misunderstood,
Jerry's Kids,
Don Cherry,
Joy Division,
CMW,
Accadde A,
Tears for Fears,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter and Kerry,
Silicon Teens,
Heaven 17,
MDC,
Bang On A Can,
Iggy Pop,
David Bowie,
Tim Buckley,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tubeway Army,
Main Source,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Starr,
In Retrospect,
The Standells,
Rekid,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ronan,
Moebius,
Royal Trux,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Germs,
Moby Grape,
Sällskapet,
Skarface,
The Modern Lovers,
Sight & Sound,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terry Callier,
James White and The Blacks,
D'Angelo,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.