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 Austria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro 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 OOIOO to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Sällskapet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barbara Tucker,
Groovy Waters,
Tim Buckley,
H. Thieme,
cv313,
Animal Collective,
The Move,
The Zeros,
Technova,
The Durutti Column,
The Five Americans,
Joensuu 1685,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joe Finger,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Görl,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quantec,
Gichy Dan,
Derrick Morgan,
The Associates,
T.S.O.L.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Toasters,
Black Sheep,
The Evens,
Echospace,
Funkadelic,
Babytalk,
Boogie Down Productions,
Darondo,
Monks,
Bobby Womack,
Parry Music,
Soft Machine,
Procol Harum,
The Cowsills,
Warren Ellis,
Urselle,
Reuben Wilson,
The Motions,
In Retrospect,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rosa Yemen,
Janne Schatter,
Tubeway Army,
Marmalade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pulsallama,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gap Band,
Lalann,
Erasure,
Maurizio,
Agent Orange,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minor Threat,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.