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 Nigeria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Todd Terry to the punk 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
The Motions,
Black Flag,
Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
R.M.O.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ralphi Rosario,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Golliwogs,
Fat Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Severed Heads,
Roxette,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Jandek,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Monochrome Set,
Minutemen,
Dead Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gun Club,
Soft Cell,
Roger Hodgson,
Glenn Branca,
48th St. Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
Excepter,
Fear,
Davy DMX,
Dual Sessions,
Dark Day,
Dave Gahan,
Radiohead,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cramps,
La Düsseldorf,
Byron Stingily,
FM Einheit,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flash Fearless,
Scientists,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Hood,
Scratch Acid,
China Crisis,
Magma,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
Bill Near,
Echospace,
Sam Rivers,
Soft Machine,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.