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 East Timor and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Edmonton and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Leonard Cohen to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Zeros,
MDC,
Chris Corsano,
Patti Smith,
The Young Rascals,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Black Bananas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
UT,
Alphaville,
Rites of Spring,
Warsaw,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soft Machine,
Carl Craig,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nas,
Animal Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Anthony Braxton,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Crooked Eye,
Sight & Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Dead Boys,
Avey Tare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arthur Verocai,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Malaria!,
Easy Going,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
10cc,
Reagan Youth,
Joey Negro,
Minny Pops,
Charles Mingus,
Prince Buster,
Albert Ayler,
Black Pus,
The Monochrome Set,
Main Source,
The Skatalites,
Liliput,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wire,
The Red Krayola,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fugs,
Sun City Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New York Dolls,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.