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 Georgia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Reagan Youth to the techno 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
48th St. Collective,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Raincoats,
Joyce Sims,
Zero Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Suburban Knight,
Lakeside,
Camberwell Now,
Hardrive,
The Remains,
Todd Rundgren,
Darondo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
B.T. Express,
Funkadelic,
The Wake,
Bad Manners,
Babytalk,
Pere Ubu,
Chris & Cosey,
Marine Girls,
Althea and Donna,
The Modern Lovers,
David Axelrod,
Derrick May,
H. Thieme,
Marc Almond,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crooked Eye,
Joy Division,
Delta 5,
D'Angelo,
U.S. Maple,
Albert Ayler,
The Standells,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Silicon Teens,
Soul II Soul,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DJ Sneak,
Amazonics,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Parry Music,
Duran Duran,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nation of Ulysses,
Howard Jones,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
Barbara Tucker,
Sugar Minott,
Gang Starr,
Terry Callier,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pet Shop Boys,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.