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 Nicaragua and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Gories to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
Glambeats Corp.,
Funkadelic,
This Heat,
Au Pairs,
Robert Hood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mars,
Sun City Girls,
Faraquet,
Leonard Cohen,
Tres Demented,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marc Almond,
The Pop Group,
The Blues Magoos,
kango's stein massive,
The Velvet Underground,
KRS-One,
Peter & Gordon,
The Offenders,
Josef K,
A Certain Ratio,
Donald Byrd,
Cheater Slicks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobby Byrd,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Slackers,
Barbara Tucker,
Rosa Yemen,
Agitation Free,
Bang On A Can,
Toni Rubio,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
the Normal,
Tim Buckley,
Ponytail,
Monks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cecil Taylor,
Letta Mbulu,
Alton Ellis,
Duran Duran,
Wasted Youth,
Faust,
Nirvana,
Babytalk,
DNA,
D'Angelo,
The Litter,
Alphaville,
The New Christs,
F. McDonald,
The Detroit Cobras,
Supertramp,
Pierre Henry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.