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 Fiji and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Velvet Underground to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
The Stooges,
Cecil Taylor,
Popol Vuh,
Quadrant,
The Count Five,
Minor Threat,
The Invisible,
Infiniti,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Whodini,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Trumans Water,
Malaria!,
Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
Letta Mbulu,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Saints,
Nas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Das Ding,
Byron Stingily,
The Move,
Section 25,
Aaron Thompson,
The Beau Brummels,
Flash Fearless,
CMW,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blancmange,
The Associates,
The Mummies,
Donald Byrd,
Hasil Adkins,
Bill Wells,
Barclay James Harvest,
Boredoms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jesper Dahlback,
Babytalk,
The Dirtbombs,
Funky Four + One,
The Zeros,
Livin' Joy,
Eddi Front,
Khruangbin,
Ice-T,
Kaleidoscope,
Groovy Waters,
The Electric Prunes,
F. McDonald,
Scott Walker,
Cymande,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Anakelly,
Wire,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.