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 Chad and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Avey Tare to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Minny Pops,
Gichy Dan,
Peter & Gordon,
Magazine,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sun City Girls,
Jimmy McGriff,
EPMD,
Malaria!,
Eve St. Jones,
Soulsonic Force,
Pagans,
Whodini,
Can,
Qualms,
The Sonics,
Eddi Front,
Chrome,
Theoretical Girls,
Pierre Henry,
Byron Stingily,
Deadbeat,
L. Decosne,
Grauzone,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Move,
Lakeside,
Derrick Morgan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Youth Brigade,
Gang Starr,
Skriet,
Kas Product,
Charles Mingus,
Ornette Coleman,
Dave Gahan,
Idris Muhammad,
Boz Scaggs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wolf Eyes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Connie Case,
Skarface,
Yazoo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Popol Vuh,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
David Axelrod,
The Birthday Party,
Mary Jane Girls,
Magma,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Pretty Things,
Accadde A,
The Mummies,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.