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 Nauru and from Milan.
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 Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Cymande to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
The Raincoats,
Technova,
Soul II Soul,
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radiohead,
D'Angelo,
Y Pants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Icehouse,
Angry Samoans,
Banda Bassotti,
Max Romeo,
The Slits,
PIL,
Anakelly,
Graham Central Station,
DNA,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Martian,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rapeman,
Dead Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Music Machine,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Archie Shepp,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The United States of America,
Basic Channel,
Gong,
Ponytail,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MC5,
Bizarre Inc.,
Moby Grape,
The Count Five,
T. Rex,
A Certain Ratio,
Eden Ahbez,
Soul Sonic Force,
Section 25,
Donny Hathaway,
The Moleskins,
Shuggie Otis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris & Cosey,
LL Cool J,
World's Most,
Connie Case,
Au Pairs,
Ituana,
Pussy Galore,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mad Mike,
The Fugs,
Deepchord,
Eli Mardock,
The Smiths,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.