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 Marshall Islands and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Camberwell Now to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Five Americans,
China Crisis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Smoke,
Yusef Lateef,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Beau Brummels,
Marmalade,
The Happenings,
Black Moon,
Eli Mardock,
Pagans,
Erasure,
Masters at Work,
Alison Limerick,
Peter and Kerry,
Spoonie Gee,
Pole,
Lakeside,
The Monochrome Set,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Flag,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lightning Bolt,
Amon Düül II,
Visage,
Television Personalities,
Tropical Tobacco,
Crime,
Scion,
Babytalk,
Lyres,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Sherman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cameo,
Charles Mingus,
Clear Light,
Wolf Eyes,
Slave,
Q and Not U,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Christie,
Brass Construction,
Sound Behaviour,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moby Grape,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
K-Klass,
Easy Going,
Al Stewart,
Zero Boys,
Hashim,
Brick,
A Certain Ratio,
Smog,
Don Cherry,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.