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 Laos and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ronan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Average White Band,
Pagans,
the Bar-Kays,
Negative Approach,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donald Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
Hot Snakes,
Dave Gahan,
The Neon Judgement,
Ultimate Spinach,
Arcadia,
Whodini,
EPMD,
Grauzone,
The Remains,
Prince Buster,
The Last Poets,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fad Gadget,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gong,
Brick,
The American Breed,
The Moody Blues,
Anthony Braxton,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kenny Larkin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Don Cherry,
The Birthday Party,
Connie Case,
Newcleus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ken Boothe,
Wolf Eyes,
Yazoo,
Ludus,
Soft Machine,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ossler,
Max Romeo,
The Busters,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Terry Callier,
The Invisible,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Dead C,
Donny Hathaway,
PIL,
Mad Mike,
Shoche,
Sällskapet,
The Vogues,
The Pop Group,
Amon Düül,
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.