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 Mongolia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Happenings to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultra Naté,
This Heat,
Lou Christie,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moebius,
Saccharine Trust,
the Slits,
Warren Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Adolescents,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Coltrane,
Absolute Body Control,
Man Parrish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rod Modell,
Wings,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Duran Duran,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warsaw,
The Standells,
Suicide,
Kevin Saunderson,
Livin' Joy,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Alarm Clocks,
KRS-One,
Laurel Aitken,
Moby Grape,
Toni Rubio,
The Cowsills,
John Holt,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Barbara Tucker,
Hot Snakes,
Jacques Brel,
Wolf Eyes,
Maleditus Sound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Music Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Khruangbin,
R.M.O.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oneida,
Black Moon,
Model 500,
Gil Scott Heron,
Severed Heads,
Heaven 17,
Marc Almond,
Blake Baxter,
Scott Walker,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aswad,
MDC,
Scan 7,
Letta Mbulu,
Slave,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.