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 Canada and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sound Behaviour to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Sällskapet,
La Düsseldorf,
Piero Umiliani,
Archie Shepp,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
Unrelated Segments,
Yusef Lateef,
The Buckinghams,
Moebius,
Agitation Free,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric Dolphy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Cowsills,
Derrick May,
Lower 48,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Moleskins,
Joyce Sims,
Easy Going,
Swell Maps,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jesper Dahlback,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suburban Knight,
Au Pairs,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Freddie Wadling,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Wake,
Skaos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Althea and Donna,
Rosa Yemen,
Con Funk Shun,
Harry Pussy,
Dawn Penn,
Harmonia,
AZ,
Essential Logic,
Interpol,
the Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Matthew Bourne,
Porter Ricks,
Shuggie Otis,
Pantaleimon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barclay James Harvest,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yaz,
Symarip,
the Germs,
kango's stein massive,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Birthday Party,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.