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 Sudan and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flash Fearless to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
ABC,
The Techniques,
D'Angelo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Popol Vuh,
Model 500,
Eden Ahbez,
The Invisible,
Johnny Clarke,
The Barracudas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Qualms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bush Tetras,
Marmalade,
Derrick May,
Suicide,
Glenn Branca,
Quadrant,
Beasts of Bourbon,
DJ Style,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bill Near,
Derrick Morgan,
The Residents,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brand Nubian,
Erasure,
Agitation Free,
EPMD,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Five Americans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Blackbyrds,
Kurtis Blow,
The Last Poets,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Can,
Slave,
Joe Finger,
Ossler,
Ice-T,
T.S.O.L.,
Organ,
Lou Christie,
Tropical Tobacco,
One Last Wish,
Skriet,
Althea and Donna,
Echospace,
Barbara Tucker,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soulsonic Force,
Stereo Dub,
The Sonics,
Pierre Henry,
Rotary Connection,
Rod Modell,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.