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 Guatemala and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
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 Michael McDonald 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 Unwound to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Roy Ayers,
Tom Boy,
Ronnie Foster,
The Sound,
The United States of America,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Boredoms,
Grey Daturas,
Sällskapet,
Godley & Creme,
Japan,
The Selecter,
New Age Steppers,
The New Christs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swans,
Drexciya,
the Human League,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ponytail,
Scrapy,
Robert Hood,
The Fire Engines,
The Star Department,
Marc Almond,
Morten Harket,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gong,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lakeside,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Warren Ellis,
The Evens,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Grass Roots,
Television Personalities,
Hardrive,
The Victims,
Fad Gadget,
Parry Music,
The Cowsills,
Laurel Aitken,
Underground Resistance,
Popol Vuh,
The Slackers,
The Names,
The Offenders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Byrd,
Al Stewart,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Theoretical Girls,
Siglo XX,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Silicon Teens,
Monks,
Kaleidoscope,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.