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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Flipper,
Essential Logic,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
The Modern Lovers,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mission of Burma,
Monolake,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Moleskins,
Tomorrow,
Shuggie Otis,
Gong,
ABC,
June of 44,
The Count Five,
Model 500,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bootsy Collins,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rapeman,
Yusef Lateef,
James White and The Blacks,
Loose Ends,
the Association,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cluster,
Easy Going,
The Durutti Column,
Interpol,
Yazoo,
DNA,
Charles Mingus,
Boz Scaggs,
Heaven 17,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Cure,
Alison Limerick,
Kas Product,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Slave,
Mantronix,
Youth Brigade,
Toni Rubio,
Morten Harket,
Barclay James Harvest,
Brand Nubian,
Alton Ellis,
Tim Buckley,
Minor Threat,
Juan Atkins,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.