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 Yemen and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the techno 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Inner City,
Eli Mardock,
The Names,
Faust,
Nick Fraelich,
Procol Harum,
Magma,
R.M.O.,
Delta 5,
Nas,
Cecil Taylor,
The Gap Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rites of Spring,
Sister Nancy,
Rakim,
Urselle,
LL Cool J,
Peter and Kerry,
Con Funk Shun,
Harpers Bizarre,
Brothers Johnson,
Liliput,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cure,
Cameo,
Soul II Soul,
Lindisfarne,
Pantytec,
David McCallum,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Newcleus,
The Remains,
Ice-T,
Anakelly,
Metal Thangz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Shuggie Otis,
Television,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
Amon Düül II,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gichy Dan,
Erykah Badu,
Symarip,
the Human League,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ornette Coleman,
Eric Dolphy,
The Pretty Things,
Nik Kershaw,
Spoonie Gee,
Rapeman,
the Bar-Kays,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.