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 Kiribati and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Yaz to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cramps,
The Moody Blues,
Marc Almond,
Youth Brigade,
Sonic Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Mummies,
Eddi Front,
Pere Ubu,
Nik Kershaw,
Adolescents,
Graham Central Station,
Neu!,
Crash Course in Science,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tim Buckley,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hot Snakes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Drive Like Jehu,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wings,
Eric Copeland,
The Real Kids,
The Pop Group,
Marine Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
The New Christs,
Howard Jones,
Porter Ricks,
Hardrive,
Sound Behaviour,
Schoolly D,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Byron Stingily,
Ossler,
Pagans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Q65,
Ultra Naté,
a-ha,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donny Hathaway,
The Invisible,
New Order,
Infiniti,
Eric Dolphy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Fortunes,
Wally Richardson,
Grauzone,
the Human League,
Fluxion,
Bang On A Can,
Lucky Dragons,
The Divine Comedy,
Eden Ahbez,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.