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 Samoa and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 John Coltrane to the funk 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Soft Cell,
Unwound,
Fear,
Wolf Eyes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Connie Case,
The Monochrome Set,
Minor Threat,
Cymande,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Livin' Joy,
Josef K,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rotary Connection,
Joyce Sims,
Piero Umiliani,
Skaos,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Al Stewart,
Icehouse,
Tim Buckley,
Motorama,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Prince Buster,
The Vogues,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scan 7,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tom Boy,
Trumans Water,
Guru Guru,
Surgeon,
Khruangbin,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Eating Sloth,
Royal Trux,
Lakeside,
Boz Scaggs,
Crooked Eye,
Bronski Beat,
The Gap Band,
Mad Mike,
Faust,
Duran Duran,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Model 500,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
48th St. Collective,
Malaria!,
The Fall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kayak,
Reagan Youth,
the Bar-Kays,
Isaac Hayes,
Pagans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.