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 Venezuela and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Vainqueur 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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Surgeon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Excepter,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
This Heat,
Panda Bear,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tommy Roe,
Sällskapet,
Au Pairs,
Kayak,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cure,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Inner City,
Pussy Galore,
Erasure,
Rapeman,
Icehouse,
Ultra Naté,
Dead Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
Lalann,
Youth Brigade,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Misunderstood,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tom Boy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Red Krayola,
The Associates,
10cc,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fatback Band,
Black Bananas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Barracudas,
Mary Jane Girls,
B.T. Express,
OOIOO,
Monks,
Glenn Branca,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun Ra,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Qualms,
Guru Guru,
Urselle,
H. Thieme,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dawn Penn,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Organ,
Mars,
Derrick Morgan,
Wally Richardson,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.