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 Micronesia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
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 clarinet 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the funk 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Alison Limerick,
X-Ray Spex,
Blake Baxter,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Young Rascals,
Bootsy Collins,
Buzzcocks,
Jeff Mills,
Sarah Menescal,
Subhumans,
Babytalk,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monolake,
Gastr Del Sol,
Animal Collective,
Robert Görl,
The Monks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slackers,
The Cure,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
Eli Mardock,
The Music Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lower 48,
Supertramp,
8 Eyed Spy,
Main Source,
The Gories,
Pere Ubu,
The Detroit Cobras,
Procol Harum,
Angry Samoans,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Prunes,
Glenn Branca,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Blancmange,
Rites of Spring,
Mr. Review,
Interpol,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ornette Coleman,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric Copeland,
Zero Boys,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Prince Buster,
Rosa Yemen,
Darondo,
Sandy B,
The Mojo Men,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Pretty Things,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.