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 Armenia and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hoover to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Near record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
The Walker Brothers,
Simply Red,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Traffic Nightmare,
June of 44,
Niagra,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fear,
The Flesh Eaters,
Section 25,
Joey Negro,
Drive Like Jehu,
Saccharine Trust,
Tomorrow,
The J.B.'s,
Japan,
The Pop Group,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bronski Beat,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Girls At Our Best!,
Warsaw,
Kenny Larkin,
Johnny Clarke,
Morten Harket,
Icehouse,
Trumans Water,
Darondo,
Cybotron,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Foxx,
Electric Prunes,
Blossom Toes,
Al Stewart,
Mr. Review,
Stereo Dub,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pussy Galore,
48th St. Collective,
Dark Day,
Newcleus,
Rapeman,
Panda Bear,
Unrelated Segments,
Echospace,
Michelle Simonal,
The Blackbyrds,
Magma,
Derrick Morgan,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rakim,
Procol Harum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Neon Judgement,
Reuben Wilson,
The Music Machine,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.