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 Honduras and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mars to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
the Swans,
Fatback Band,
Franke,
Bootsy Collins,
Soul II Soul,
Davy DMX,
Rekid,
Archie Shepp,
Tommy Roe,
Desert Stars,
Symarip,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Loose Ends,
The Detroit Cobras,
Unwound,
Aaron Thompson,
Skriet,
Fugazi,
Supertramp,
Ponytail,
Livin' Joy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Real Kids,
Rufus Thomas,
Tubeway Army,
Icehouse,
Adolescents,
Nils Olav,
Lee Hazlewood,
China Crisis,
Bobby Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
Masters at Work,
Barrington Levy,
New Age Steppers,
Jimmy McGriff,
D'Angelo,
Yaz,
Young Marble Giants,
Altered Images,
Eric Copeland,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sarah Menescal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grey Daturas,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ken Boothe,
The Golliwogs,
James White and The Blacks,
The Black Dice,
Technova,
The Happenings,
Theoretical Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Second Layer,
Isaac Hayes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.