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 Zimbabwe and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marcia Griffiths to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moebius,
T.S.O.L.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Prunes,
Suburban Knight,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Grass Roots,
June Days,
Faraquet,
Ituana,
Index,
Terry Callier,
The Star Department,
The J.B.'s,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yazoo,
The Saints,
H. Thieme,
Albert Ayler,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Model 500,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Electric Prunes,
Ludus,
The Alarm Clocks,
Loose Ends,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
Boogie Down Productions,
Blossom Toes,
Harmonia,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maurizio,
Marine Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Evens,
Slave,
OOIOO,
Chrome,
Dave Gahan,
Grauzone,
Lou Christie,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Motions,
Procol Harum,
Amazonics,
The Selecter,
CMW,
Tubeway Army,
Roxy Music,
Yaz,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.