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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Pere Ubu to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly 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 grime 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
The Busters,
Blancmange,
Blossom Toes,
John Cale,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Aaron Thompson,
The Birthday Party,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Funky Four + One,
Tomorrow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wings,
Minnie Riperton,
Rapeman,
Warsaw,
Young Marble Giants,
Mandrill,
Alice Coltrane,
Porter Ricks,
The Fortunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nik Kershaw,
OOIOO,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cybotron,
Talk Talk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The New Christs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Happenings,
Essential Logic,
Dual Sessions,
Brothers Johnson,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fire Engines,
Rufus Thomas,
Surgeon,
The Litter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Style,
Von Mondo,
The Remains,
Rod Modell,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun Ra,
Lyres,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Subhumans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rotary Connection,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.