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 Benin and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kayak to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Monks,
The Music Machine,
Schoolly D,
The United States of America,
The Beau Brummels,
Second Layer,
The Selecter,
The Blackbyrds,
K-Klass,
The Shadows of Knight,
Morten Harket,
Malaria!,
Black Pus,
Siglo XX,
Brick,
Eric Dolphy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Amon Düül,
Letta Mbulu,
The Names,
Minny Pops,
The Cowsills,
Moby Grape,
Jerry's Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Normal,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash,
Urselle,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Unwound,
Crime,
the Association,
Suburban Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nick Fraelich,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soft Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
Marvin Gaye,
The Searchers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television Personalities,
The Monochrome Set,
Mark Hollis,
Terry Callier,
Lalann,
Cecil Taylor,
Trumans Water,
Funkadelic,
Josef K,
Sunsets and Hearts,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.