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 Bahamas and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Lou Reed 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 Music Machine to the grunge 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lyres,
Minny Pops,
Erasure,
The Angels of Light,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Anthony Braxton,
Angry Samoans,
The Divine Comedy,
Freddie Wadling,
Skriet,
Josef K,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
The Litter,
Nirvana,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ronan,
Mantronix,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kurtis Blow,
DJ Sneak,
Man Parrish,
Magma,
Donny Hathaway,
Shoche,
Can,
Von Mondo,
The Cure,
Kerri Chandler,
Joe Finger,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Buzzcocks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fugs,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Offenders,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Busters,
Piero Umiliani,
Tears for Fears,
Ultravox,
KRS-One,
Danielle Patucci,
Henry Cow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Massinfluence,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sparks,
Lakeside,
Blake Baxter,
The Skatalites,
Amazonics,
Silicon Teens,
U.S. Maple,
Ornette Coleman,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brothers Johnson,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.