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 Austria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fatback Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soulsonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cymande,
Sound Behaviour,
Qualms,
Talk Talk,
Funky Four + One,
The Cure,
T. Rex,
Max Romeo,
Jawbox,
Moby Grape,
X-101,
Flipper,
Young Marble Giants,
Girls At Our Best!,
Judy Mowatt,
Pole,
Boz Scaggs,
Vainqueur,
Nick Fraelich,
Schoolly D,
Man Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Moon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sarah Menescal,
Niagra,
The Gun Club,
The Slackers,
The Busters,
Byron Stingily,
The Cramps,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Associates,
World's Most,
Fela Kuti,
Y Pants,
Von Mondo,
Johnny Clarke,
Babytalk,
Oblivians,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arcadia,
New Age Steppers,
Wings,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter & Gordon,
Michelle Simonal,
Eric Copeland,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bad Manners,
Matthew Bourne,
Guru Guru,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Whodini,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.