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 Dominica and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the disco 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Neu!,
John Cale,
The Invisible,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eddi Front,
Gabor Szabo,
Jandek,
Ice-T,
Soul II Soul,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Interpol,
the Bar-Kays,
Pet Shop Boys,
Excepter,
Los Fastidios,
10cc,
Maleditus Sound,
Loose Ends,
Sexual Harrassment,
Subhumans,
H. Thieme,
The Shadows of Knight,
Index,
Sixth Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jeff Mills,
KRS-One,
Arcadia,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Infiniti,
DNA,
Minutemen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Godley & Creme,
Suicide,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Trumans Water,
Albert Ayler,
Wings,
Todd Terry,
The Star Department,
The New Christs,
The Toasters,
The Blues Magoos,
Kurtis Blow,
These Immortal Souls,
Pylon,
Black Flag,
Fela Kuti,
Eurythmics,
Thee Headcoats,
Arab on Radar,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.