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 Austria and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kerri Chandler to the crunk 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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Terry Callier,
Supertramp,
David McCallum,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blake Baxter,
the Normal,
Bootsy Collins,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fad Gadget,
The Associates,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
cv313,
Agitation Free,
Byron Stingily,
The Seeds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
Roxette,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Swell Maps,
These Immortal Souls,
Barrington Levy,
Aaron Thompson,
The Birthday Party,
John Lydon,
Buzzcocks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boogie Down Productions,
Siglo XX,
Chris Corsano,
The Fuzztones,
Oneida,
Adolescents,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Womack,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Lynne,
Quantec,
Black Pus,
the Sonics,
Panda Bear,
The Fugs,
Black Sheep,
Massinfluence,
Icehouse,
The Doors,
ABC,
Swans,
Gang of Four,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Depeche Mode,
Cal Tjader,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.