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 Togo and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bang on a Can All-Stars to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Jacob Miller,
Peter and Kerry,
Janne Schatter,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Sonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Unwound,
Iggy Pop,
Essential Logic,
Model 500,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Litter,
Wire,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Camouflage,
Liliput,
PIL,
Severed Heads,
Skriet,
Warsaw,
Porter Ricks,
Joe Smooth,
John Holt,
Schoolly D,
Crime,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
Yaz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cecil Taylor,
Bill Near,
Barry Ungar,
Livin' Joy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gang Starr,
Bob Dylan,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker,
Ohio Players,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Moody Blues,
Eli Mardock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brand Nubian,
The Saints,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fall,
OOIOO,
Jeru the Damaja,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Motorama,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.