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 Italy and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Reagan Youth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Reed,
Das Ding,
Pylon,
Terry Callier,
U.S. Maple,
Thee Headcoats,
Blossom Toes,
Bang On A Can,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Shoche,
Altered Images,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chris & Cosey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Golliwogs,
Letta Mbulu,
Jerry's Kids,
Rosa Yemen,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Siglo XX,
The Star Department,
The Techniques,
Kas Product,
cv313,
The Zeros,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neil Young,
Con Funk Shun,
Swell Maps,
Delon & Dalcan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eric Dolphy,
Qualms,
Alice Coltrane,
Babytalk,
The Pop Group,
The Doors,
ABBA,
Avey Tare,
MDC,
10cc,
Gabor Szabo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bill Wells,
Kurtis Blow,
Groovy Waters,
Junior Murvin,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Blues Magoos,
Stereo Dub,
Agitation Free,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Traffic Nightmare,
Warren Ellis,
Basic Channel,
Mr. Review,
Fluxion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.