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 Angola and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Selecter to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dave Gahan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Skatalites,
Peter and Kerry,
X-101,
The Misunderstood,
CMW,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gladiators,
Yellowson,
This Heat,
The Standells,
Ronnie Foster,
Shoche,
Warren Ellis,
Bush Tetras,
Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lalann,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Piero Umiliani,
Nick Fraelich,
Todd Terry,
Babytalk,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fugs,
The Fortunes,
Eurythmics,
Jacques Brel,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Derrick Morgan,
Todd Rundgren,
MDC,
Minny Pops,
Public Enemy,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slackers,
ABC,
Gang Green,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Electric Prunes,
Parry Music,
Animal Collective,
LL Cool J,
the Soft Cell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roxy Music,
The Motions,
Alton Ellis,
Arab on Radar,
the Association,
Ultimate Spinach,
Prince Buster,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Index,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.