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 Albania and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sun Ra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Busters. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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?
The Birthday Party,
Prince Buster,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Offenders,
Symarip,
Depeche Mode,
Kerri Chandler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Wake,
Tropical Tobacco,
Matthew Halsall,
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Suburban Knight,
the Sonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dirtbombs,
Essential Logic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Porter Ricks,
X-101,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
UT,
Donald Byrd,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Quando Quango,
A Certain Ratio,
The Tremeloes,
Arthur Verocai,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wire,
Barrington Levy,
Crispian St. Peters,
Severed Heads,
Howard Jones,
Johnny Clarke,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Velvet Underground,
Eric Copeland,
The Sonics,
Grey Daturas,
The Cure,
Lou Christie,
The Raincoats,
Vainqueur,
Harmonia,
Charles Mingus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Robert Wyatt,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New Age Steppers,
Minny Pops,
Connie Case,
Isaac Hayes,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.