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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the disco 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Rakim,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Michelle Simonal,
kango's stein massive,
Q and Not U,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mr. Review,
Oneida,
the Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
New Age Steppers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Matthew Bourne,
Newcleus,
Tres Demented,
Minor Threat,
Fear,
Yusef Lateef,
Robert Görl,
Zapp,
R.M.O.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Todd Rundgren,
Joyce Sims,
Lyres,
Roger Hodgson,
Ronnie Foster,
KRS-One,
The Divine Comedy,
Panda Bear,
Harmonia,
In Retrospect,
The Motions,
Warren Ellis,
Qualms,
Roxy Music,
Al Stewart,
Von Mondo,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Khruangbin,
Grey Daturas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hoover,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Zeros,
The Music Machine,
Pere Ubu,
The Monochrome Set,
Little Man,
The Pop Group,
Sex Pistols,
Echospace,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.