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 Colombia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet 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 Cymande to the jazz 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator 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 guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Easy Going,
Black Bananas,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Niagra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camberwell Now,
The New Christs,
Qualms,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tears for Fears,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Count Five,
Masters at Work,
Silicon Teens,
Soulsonic Force,
kango's stein massive,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The United States of America,
Spoonie Gee,
Trumans Water,
New York Dolls,
the Association,
Swans,
Banda Bassotti,
Panda Bear,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wolf Eyes,
Sonic Youth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Maleditus Sound,
Marmalade,
48th St. Collective,
Mars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crispian St. Peters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Simply Red,
Can,
Judy Mowatt,
The Skatalites,
Grandmaster Flash,
X-102,
The Raincoats,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oneida,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Porter Ricks,
The Cure,
Subhumans,
Skriet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heaven 17,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.