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 Nepal and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Ituana to the disco 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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Main Source,
Eden Ahbez,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sound,
Siglo XX,
Glenn Branca,
Radiohead,
Todd Terry,
Lightning Bolt,
Livin' Joy,
Tubeway Army,
Theoretical Girls,
Shoche,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
James White and The Blacks,
Derrick Morgan,
Shuggie Otis,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mars,
FM Einheit,
Amon Düül II,
The Raincoats,
Boogie Down Productions,
The J.B.'s,
Sexual Harrassment,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stetsasonic,
ABBA,
Camouflage,
Yusef Lateef,
Magma,
New Age Steppers,
The Slits,
The Smoke,
Anthony Braxton,
Banda Bassotti,
Mr. Review,
Newcleus,
Kayak,
Crispy Ambulance,
Reuben Wilson,
The Techniques,
Cymande,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scratch Acid,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eve St. Jones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Pretty Things,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fire Engines,
Derrick May,
Cheater Slicks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joe Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Nils Olav,
Metal Thangz,
Steve Hackett,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.