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 Namibia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Adolescents to the dance 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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Glenn Branca,
Rekid,
Radiohead,
Altered Images,
Stetsasonic,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeff Lynne,
EPMD,
Donny Hathaway,
Saccharine Trust,
Radio Birdman,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jandek,
Scan 7,
Nils Olav,
Alton Ellis,
Cymande,
Jacob Miller,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fluxion,
The Fire Engines,
Cecil Taylor,
Althea and Donna,
Zapp,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül II,
John Lydon,
Pere Ubu,
Black Moon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aloha Tigers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rites of Spring,
Judy Mowatt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fall,
The Victims,
UT,
a-ha,
Public Image Ltd.,
Y Pants,
The Remains,
The Doors,
The Walker Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Motorama,
Bobby Womack,
Bootsy Collins,
Moby Grape,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fat Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Ultimate Spinach,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Main Source,
June of 44,
The Happenings,
Duran Duran,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.