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 Tanzania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alison Limerick,
Symarip,
The Evens,
Amazonics,
Joy Division,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Stooges,
The Techniques,
The Sonics,
Soul II Soul,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yaz,
Deakin,
Bill Near,
Nas,
Von Mondo,
The Kinks,
Barry Ungar,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gun Club,
Moss Icon,
New Order,
Marine Girls,
Gong,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Gang Dance,
E-Dancer,
Hoover,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Metal Thangz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric Copeland,
Surgeon,
Camberwell Now,
Sun Ra,
Rotary Connection,
Massinfluence,
Quantec,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
ABBA,
the Bar-Kays,
Q and Not U,
Malaria!,
Delta 5,
Average White Band,
Vainqueur,
Lee Hazlewood,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeff Lynne,
Roger Hodgson,
Soulsonic Force,
Grauzone,
Scan 7,
Lucky Dragons,
Marcia Griffiths,
X-102,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jacques Brel,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.