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 Finland and from Lyon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Albert Ayler to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stetsasonic,
Lower 48,
Camberwell Now,
The Names,
La Düsseldorf,
Marine Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Angry Samoans,
Scott Walker,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joensuu 1685,
Drive Like Jehu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Motorama,
Joe Smooth,
Infiniti,
Todd Rundgren,
Simply Red,
Panda Bear,
Babytalk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
China Crisis,
F. McDonald,
Arthur Verocai,
the Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Womack,
Q65,
Con Funk Shun,
The Cowsills,
Deadbeat,
Soft Machine,
Bad Manners,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tres Demented,
Slave,
Rapeman,
Ludus,
Pylon,
Nils Olav,
The Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dennis Brown,
Bill Wells,
The Birthday Party,
The Techniques,
The Smiths,
The Beau Brummels,
Gabor Szabo,
Davy DMX,
Excepter,
Harmonia,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.