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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Josef K to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Sixth Finger,
Flash Fearless,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gories,
Marvin Gaye,
Boz Scaggs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultra Naté,
Soul II Soul,
Byron Stingily,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joey Negro,
Morten Harket,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Audionom,
Chrome,
John Lydon,
Nils Olav,
Thompson Twins,
The Motions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Stetsasonic,
The Fall,
The Searchers,
The Birthday Party,
The Monks,
Kas Product,
X-101,
Faraquet,
DJ Style,
Sam Rivers,
Roxette,
Can,
The Young Rascals,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Interpol,
Scott Walker,
Visage,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
David McCallum,
Yusef Lateef,
The Music Machine,
Nico,
Au Pairs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maurizio,
Soft Cell,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Smiths,
The Golliwogs,
Scratch Acid,
Amazonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Wells,
Easy Going,
Porter Ricks,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.