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 Indonesia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Scrapy,
Moss Icon,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fat Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Main Source,
Agitation Free,
Khruangbin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mandrill,
The Gap Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rotary Connection,
Scan 7,
Aloha Tigers,
Moby Grape,
Siglo XX,
Junior Murvin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sam Rivers,
D'Angelo,
Marine Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Sonic Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Gories,
Terry Callier,
Intrusion,
Soul II Soul,
The Fire Engines,
Angry Samoans,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick Morgan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Searchers,
The Last Poets,
Scratch Acid,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Donald Byrd,
kango's stein massive,
Stereo Dub,
The Names,
Nils Olav,
Rod Modell,
Pierre Henry,
The Sonics,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joensuu 1685,
The Blackbyrds,
Bill Near,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.