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 Samoa and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Wings 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
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,
Yaz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Can,
One Last Wish,
Darondo,
A Certain Ratio,
June of 44,
the Normal,
Monks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Neon Judgement,
Gong,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Von Mondo,
OOIOO,
Slave,
Icehouse,
Mr. Review,
Roxy Music,
The Trojans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aaron Thompson,
Tim Buckley,
UT,
Aswad,
Pylon,
Joy Division,
Cymande,
Symarip,
Television,
Eden Ahbez,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faraquet,
The Skatalites,
Donald Byrd,
Buzzcocks,
Wasted Youth,
Chris Corsano,
Surgeon,
Crime,
Susan Cadogan,
Derrick Morgan,
Quadrant,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gories,
Outsiders,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Bar-Kays,
Aloha Tigers,
Faust,
Sällskapet,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pierre Henry,
the Soft Cell,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.