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 Somalia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Swans to the jazz 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
The Durutti Column,
Cheater Slicks,
Scratch Acid,
Reagan Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
Scan 7,
Suburban Knight,
Basic Channel,
Black Pus,
Section 25,
Lightning Bolt,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monks,
Mr. Review,
Yellowson,
Stetsasonic,
Young Marble Giants,
Steve Hackett,
Eden Ahbez,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Walker Brothers,
Symarip,
Morten Harket,
the Soft Cell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rosa Yemen,
Marcia Griffiths,
Magazine,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Blossom Toes,
Derrick Morgan,
Sandy B,
Soft Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
Stereo Dub,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
E-Dancer,
Negative Approach,
Mo-Dettes,
The Music Machine,
Cybotron,
Khruangbin,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
The Standells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
UT,
the Germs,
Nico,
Alison Limerick,
10cc,
Icehouse,
Zapp,
Rod Modell,
Curtis Mayfield,
ABC,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.