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 Honduras and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Q and Not U to the grunge 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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Donald Byrd,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
ABBA,
Agent Orange,
K-Klass,
Essential Logic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Adolescents,
Accadde A,
Danielle Patucci,
Blake Baxter,
Leonard Cohen,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Procol Harum,
Niagra,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalo Schifrin,
Schoolly D,
Supertramp,
Mars,
H. Thieme,
Circle Jerks,
Boz Scaggs,
AZ,
Gang of Four,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang Starr,
These Immortal Souls,
The Black Dice,
Livin' Joy,
John Cale,
Technova,
Grey Daturas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Infiniti,
Groovy Waters,
Harmonia,
The Litter,
The Five Americans,
Roy Ayers,
Kayak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roxette,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Dead C,
The Misunderstood,
The Invisible,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cheater Slicks,
Soft Machine,
Gong,
Joe Finger,
Charles Mingus,
Dual Sessions,
Swans,
Erykah Badu,
Bluetip,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.