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 Malta and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Marvin Gaye to the jazz 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lower 48,
Bill Near,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Cell,
Freddie Wadling,
Kayak,
Parry Music,
Chris & Cosey,
Eddi Front,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang Gang Dance,
Arcadia,
The Cowsills,
Japan,
Tommy Roe,
Outsiders,
U.S. Maple,
Donny Hathaway,
Man Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joyce Sims,
Cybotron,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang On A Can,
Letta Mbulu,
Interpol,
Gregory Isaacs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Aloha Tigers,
Television Personalities,
Symarip,
the Germs,
Dennis Brown,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Byron Stingily,
Cameo,
The Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arab on Radar,
Peter & Gordon,
Amon Düül,
Cheater Slicks,
The Searchers,
Dorothy Ashby,
R.M.O.,
The Remains,
Marshall Jefferson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Normal,
UT,
Sonny Sharrock,
Minny Pops,
Sun Ra,
Scion,
Radiohead,
Pole,
The Misunderstood,
Sam Rivers,
Bill Wells,
Procol Harum,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.