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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 Soul II Soul to the techno 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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Avey Tare,
In Retrospect,
L. Decosne,
Amazonics,
Ituana,
Sex Pistols,
Colin Newman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Freddie Wadling,
Soul II Soul,
Adolescents,
Q and Not U,
KRS-One,
Brand Nubian,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bob Dylan,
The Slits,
The Seeds,
Das Ding,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Tom Boy,
Simply Red,
DJ Sneak,
Bang On A Can,
Negative Approach,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Fania All-Stars,
Radio Birdman,
The United States of America,
The Searchers,
Erasure,
Wally Richardson,
Arthur Verocai,
Massinfluence,
Loose Ends,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Slick Rick,
Altered Images,
Aural Exciters,
Faust,
Fat Boys,
Khruangbin,
Bizarre Inc.,
T. Rex,
Zapp,
Stockholm Monsters,
Patti Smith,
Spoonie Gee,
Deepchord,
The Saints,
Fela Kuti,
Fad Gadget,
Lindisfarne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.