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 Zimbabwe and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Count Five to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Kas Product,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sun City Girls,
David McCallum,
Lakeside,
The Five Americans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
Sun Ra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultravox,
Peter and Kerry,
Crime,
June of 44,
AZ,
Isaac Hayes,
Marine Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marmalade,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neu!,
The Tremeloes,
Visage,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sight & Sound,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Thompson Twins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Electric Prunes,
Sixth Finger,
Motorama,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tomorrow,
Make Up,
The New Christs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liliput,
Royal Trux,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Aural Exciters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sex Pistols,
the Swans,
Al Stewart,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
Symarip,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flipper,
Rufus Thomas,
Malaria!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare,
The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues, The Vogues.
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.