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 Comoros and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Busters to the punk 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rites of Spring,
Idris Muhammad,
Funky Four + One,
Groovy Waters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gang Starr,
Ice-T,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young,
FM Einheit,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Leaves,
Intrusion,
The Martian,
Arthur Verocai,
Reuben Wilson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marvin Gaye,
Wolf Eyes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DNA,
Bronski Beat,
Sandy B,
Gerry Rafferty,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Subhumans,
Unwound,
Lower 48,
Black Flag,
Lucky Dragons,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erykah Badu,
The Selecter,
Rod Modell,
Panda Bear,
Robert Wyatt,
Amon Düül,
UT,
David Axelrod,
The Gun Club,
X-102,
The Slits,
Freddie Wadling,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yaz,
Q and Not U,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
The Motions,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ossler,
Gong,
Camouflage,
Ituana,
Gichy Dan,
Eve St. Jones,
DJ Sneak,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.