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 Liechtenstein and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ossler to the crunk 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Agitation Free,
Danielle Patucci,
Saccharine Trust,
The Evens,
The Cowsills,
Whodini,
Simply Red,
Moss Icon,
The Birthday Party,
Albert Ayler,
Roxy Music,
Tubeway Army,
Livin' Joy,
Joyce Sims,
ABBA,
Camberwell Now,
Yazoo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mad Mike,
Moebius,
Parry Music,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
L. Decosne,
Arthur Verocai,
Adolescents,
Sixth Finger,
The Sonics,
John Holt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
AZ,
Lou Reed,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lakeside,
The Real Kids,
Ludus,
The Gap Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
One Last Wish,
48th St. Collective,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Suicide,
Grauzone,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camouflage,
Faraquet,
Ohio Players,
Mars,
Bluetip,
Alton Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
The Mummies,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quantec,
Gang of Four,
Qualms,
Radio Birdman,
LL Cool J,
The New Christs,
Piero Umiliani,
Brass Construction,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.