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 Gabon and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar 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 Roxy Music to the rock 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade 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?
Josef K,
The Angels of Light,
Rakim,
Neu!,
The Walker Brothers,
Andrew Hill,
Niagra,
Fluxion,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moss Icon,
Infiniti,
Iggy Pop,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Bananas,
Maurizio,
Gang of Four,
Jerry's Kids,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Copeland,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cybotron,
Traffic Nightmare,
Anthony Braxton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
June Days,
Warsaw,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
Tres Demented,
Das Ding,
Derrick May,
The Remains,
Guru Guru,
Wasted Youth,
Black Pus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Bar-Kays,
La Düsseldorf,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Marc Almond,
The Dirtbombs,
Johnny Clarke,
Man Parrish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Searchers,
Easy Going,
The Pretty Things,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tears for Fears,
Average White Band,
Popol Vuh,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
Nico,
Skarface,
Malaria!,
The Fuzztones,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.