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 Montenegro and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gastr Del Sol to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Fad Gadget,
Severed Heads,
Kerri Chandler,
DJ Style,
The Detroit Cobras,
Amon Düül,
Pierre Henry,
The Invisible,
Bluetip,
The Smoke,
Banda Bassotti,
kango's stein massive,
Radiohead,
Skriet,
Excepter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Isaac Hayes,
Michelle Simonal,
Traffic Nightmare,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ken Boothe,
Scrapy,
Y Pants,
Lower 48,
Soulsonic Force,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thee Headcoats,
Anakelly,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
FM Einheit,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Malaria!,
The Tremeloes,
Heaven 17,
Lalo Schifrin,
Goldenarms,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Infiniti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Intrusion,
The Index,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Babytalk,
Gong,
Zapp,
Livin' Joy,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Toni Rubio,
Stockholm Monsters,
LL Cool J,
Sex Pistols,
Arab on Radar,
Eddi Front,
Albert Ayler,
Godley & Creme,
Ituana,
X-102,
Saccharine Trust,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.