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 Estonia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Terry Callier to the rap 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Nick Fraelich,
David McCallum,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Iggy Pop,
The Young Rascals,
Fugazi,
Camberwell Now,
Chris Corsano,
Au Pairs,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Sonics,
OOIOO,
The Litter,
A Certain Ratio,
Alice Coltrane,
Nico,
Yazoo,
Grauzone,
Clear Light,
Tommy Roe,
Tres Demented,
the Fania All-Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barry Ungar,
Dark Day,
Talk Talk,
Flash Fearless,
Deakin,
The Angels of Light,
Eden Ahbez,
Prince Buster,
John Cale,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gap Band,
Skarface,
Altered Images,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Youth Brigade,
The Saints,
New York Dolls,
Nils Olav,
Section 25,
The Names,
Todd Rundgren,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
The Stooges,
Ituana,
Nas,
Japan,
The Victims,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Drexciya,
The Toasters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Blues Magoos,
Todd Terry,
Byron Stingily,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.