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 Qatar and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Soft Cell to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Doobie Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Khruangbin,
Magma,
The United States of America,
Bronski Beat,
Pagans,
Au Pairs,
the Association,
Iggy Pop,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radiohead,
Pole,
Yaz,
Yusef Lateef,
Davy DMX,
The Cure,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Residents,
DNA,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Letta Mbulu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mars,
Neu!,
Fad Gadget,
Black Flag,
The Beau Brummels,
The Black Dice,
D'Angelo,
Zero Boys,
Sun Ra,
Whodini,
Robert Görl,
Panda Bear,
Kayak,
Fatback Band,
Qualms,
The Last Poets,
Suicide,
Parry Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Icehouse,
Section 25,
The Raincoats,
Fugazi,
The Martian,
The Divine Comedy,
Skaos,
Cameo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rosa Yemen,
Rakim,
The Fuzztones,
Cecil Taylor,
Japan,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.