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 Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skatalites 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Harmonia,
The Young Rascals,
Talk Talk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Severed Heads,
The Fire Engines,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cameo,
Metal Thangz,
Guru Guru,
Gang Starr,
Ronnie Foster,
Sound Behaviour,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Easy Going,
Porter Ricks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siglo XX,
The Zeros,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wire,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Mummies,
Nik Kershaw,
Sam Rivers,
Nick Fraelich,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Divine Comedy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moss Icon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Zapp,
Circle Jerks,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Germs,
Silicon Teens,
Negative Approach,
Fugazi,
Tears for Fears,
The Dead C,
Faust,
Mandrill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aaron Thompson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Cale,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Clear Light,
Spandau Ballet,
Skaos,
The Fuzztones,
The Saints,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
cv313,
Junior Murvin,
The Techniques,
Kerrie Biddell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.