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 Croatia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Association to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Bush Tetras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Organ,
CMW,
Ronnie Foster,
Quantec,
Silicon Teens,
The Zeros,
The Leaves,
Hasil Adkins,
The Golliwogs,
New Age Steppers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gong,
The Pop Group,
Todd Terry,
Con Funk Shun,
Magma,
Ten City,
Underground Resistance,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Susan Cadogan,
Pole,
The Durutti Column,
Maleditus Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Birthday Party,
Minutemen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Zero Boys,
Average White Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crooked Eye,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
The Sound,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Au Pairs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Toni Rubio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerri Chandler,
Audionom,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Techniques,
Royal Trux,
Dave Gahan,
T.S.O.L.,
Main Source,
The Angels of Light,
Joy Division,
Idris Muhammad,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brass Construction,
Rapeman,
Fugazi,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.