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 Chile and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
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 organ 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 Pop Group to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pulsallama,
Lungfish,
Gang Starr,
X-101,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jeff Lynne,
Suicide,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sonic Youth,
Shoche,
Yusef Lateef,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Wells,
Agent Orange,
Chris & Cosey,
Average White Band,
The Motions,
Don Cherry,
Scan 7,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül II,
The Velvet Underground,
Prince Buster,
Basic Channel,
Stetsasonic,
Tears for Fears,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Motorama,
The United States of America,
The Searchers,
Connie Case,
Schoolly D,
Outsiders,
Fela Kuti,
The Zeros,
Jeru the Damaja,
James White and The Blacks,
Fad Gadget,
Groovy Waters,
Harry Pussy,
Sight & Sound,
Donald Byrd,
Janne Schatter,
Skarface,
Mars,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Popol Vuh,
Bush Tetras,
Deakin,
Sam Rivers,
Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Byrd,
Marc Almond,
John Cale,
Wasted Youth,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.