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 Lebanon and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Shadows of Knight to the funk 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar 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 arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grauzone,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
10cc,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Trumans Water,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Juan Atkins,
The Happenings,
Warren Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Barracudas,
Graham Central Station,
The Count Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter & Gordon,
Y Pants,
Lou Reed,
Second Layer,
Nico,
The Modern Lovers,
Quantec,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Oblivians,
Cybotron,
Duran Duran,
In Retrospect,
Section 25,
Yazoo,
Loose Ends,
The Velvet Underground,
A Certain Ratio,
Lightning Bolt,
The Vogues,
Public Image Ltd.,
48th St. Collective,
Kayak,
John Cale,
Crispian St. Peters,
kango's stein massive,
Jawbox,
Bill Wells,
Zero Boys,
Lakeside,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Al Stewart,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
T. Rex,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moebius,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fugs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
David McCallum,
Lyres,
Bush Tetras,
The Black Dice,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.