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 Lyon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dawn Penn to the techno 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Byron Stingily,
Thompson Twins,
Rosa Yemen,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bluetip,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wings,
The Misunderstood,
The Fire Engines,
The Martian,
The Birthday Party,
Minny Pops,
Swans,
Godley & Creme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vainqueur,
Agent Orange,
Niagra,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wally Richardson,
Roxette,
Robert Wyatt,
KRS-One,
Marvin Gaye,
Isaac Hayes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Shuggie Otis,
Tommy Roe,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter and Kerry,
Silicon Teens,
Eric Copeland,
Flamin' Groovies,
Young Marble Giants,
Echospace,
Ten City,
Reagan Youth,
The Tremeloes,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pussy Galore,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Litter,
The Fugs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terry Callier,
Hot Snakes,
T. Rex,
Chris Corsano,
Brand Nubian,
Donny Hathaway,
The Techniques,
The Blackbyrds,
Flash Fearless,
Second Layer,
Donald Byrd,
MC5,
CMW,
Arab on Radar,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
K-Klass,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.