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 Libya and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Columbus and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deepchord to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Wyatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Dorothy Ashby,
Colin Newman,
Gerry Rafferty,
JFA,
Yaz,
Jandek,
Animal Collective,
Faraquet,
Spoonie Gee,
Pantaleimon,
New Age Steppers,
Massinfluence,
Hoover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tres Demented,
The Sonics,
Bluetip,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Iggy Pop,
Ituana,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Birthday Party,
Isaac Hayes,
Trumans Water,
Sarah Menescal,
The Velvet Underground,
Ludus,
Avey Tare,
Rites of Spring,
Deakin,
Masters at Work,
Wings,
Echospace,
Fatback Band,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fire Engines,
Model 500,
One Last Wish,
The Techniques,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Roy Ayers,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rufus Thomas,
Skriet,
Pierre Henry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Von Mondo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Buzzcocks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Popol Vuh,
Ponytail,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.