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 Kyrgyzstan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 chamberlin 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 Bob Dylan to the funk 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mars,
The Slits,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Desert Stars,
Joe Finger,
Prince Buster,
Roxette,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Cameo,
The Moody Blues,
Mad Mike,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Holt,
Gong,
Easy Going,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Invisible,
Pagans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hoover,
Japan,
The Angels of Light,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Isaac Hayes,
Erasure,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Q65,
Television,
Rotary Connection,
Bush Tetras,
The Divine Comedy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tres Demented,
Cecil Taylor,
UT,
Josef K,
Delta 5,
The Remains,
Lou Christie,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gabor Szabo,
The Selecter,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Albert Ayler,
Bill Near,
Gang of Four,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gastr Del Sol,
Henry Cow,
Hashim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Darondo,
Sugar Minott,
a-ha,
Unwound,
Amazonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.