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 Barbados and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
cv313,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Sherman,
Quantec,
Aswad,
One Last Wish,
The Standells,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Graham Central Station,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy Collins,
The Skatalites,
Freddie Wadling,
Japan,
The Trojans,
Anthony Braxton,
Kenny Larkin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Drive Like Jehu,
Audionom,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
E-Dancer,
The Gories,
Yellowson,
The Fuzztones,
Boz Scaggs,
Dave Gahan,
The Neon Judgement,
Main Source,
The Slackers,
Cameo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Smog,
The Smoke,
10cc,
Black Sheep,
Gichy Dan,
Swans,
Patti Smith,
The Vogues,
June Days,
Dead Boys,
The Misunderstood,
Suburban Knight,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
David Bowie,
Groovy Waters,
Colin Newman,
Tres Demented,
Arcadia,
Donny Hathaway,
Schoolly D,
Iggy Pop,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Porter Ricks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visage,
Faust,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.