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 Georgia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 R.M.O. to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Whodini,
Dual Sessions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brick,
Mo-Dettes,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
Delta 5,
U.S. Maple,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Goldenarms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quantec,
Arcadia,
Lungfish,
Nirvana,
Nico,
Girls At Our Best!,
Animal Collective,
Suicide,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Young Rascals,
Gang Starr,
Sex Pistols,
Deadbeat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobby Womack,
Motorama,
Quando Quango,
China Crisis,
The Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Letta Mbulu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bootsy Collins,
Bad Manners,
Leonard Cohen,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
DJ Style,
Crash Course in Science,
AZ,
Throbbing Gristle,
Neil Young,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Magma,
Easy Going,
Zero Boys,
Wally Richardson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skarface,
Cheater Slicks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Toni Rubio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.