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 Turkey and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
KRS-One,
This Heat,
Saccharine Trust,
Boredoms,
Lungfish,
Yazoo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
Cameo,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
The Misunderstood,
Johnny Osbourne,
June of 44,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sonic Youth,
Scientists,
David McCallum,
Amon Düül II,
Todd Terry,
Roxette,
Black Sheep,
The Kinks,
The Move,
James White and The Blacks,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young,
The American Breed,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
Mo-Dettes,
Danielle Patucci,
Sugar Minott,
Franke,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mad Mike,
Nas,
Terry Callier,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Derrick Morgan,
Eric Copeland,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Newcleus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soulsonic Force,
The Knickerbockers,
The Five Americans,
Cluster,
Don Cherry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Trumans Water,
Glambeats Corp.,
Liliput,
Magazine,
Gichy Dan,
Swans,
Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A, Accadde A.
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.