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 Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin 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 Monks to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Y Pants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cluster,
Rites of Spring,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Last Poets,
Donald Byrd,
Suburban Knight,
The Black Dice,
Anakelly,
June of 44,
Cecil Taylor,
The Angels of Light,
Chris & Cosey,
The Star Department,
Nick Fraelich,
Joey Negro,
Alphaville,
Delon & Dalcan,
ABC,
Camberwell Now,
Desert Stars,
Electric Prunes,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Toasters,
Robert Görl,
Silicon Teens,
The Smiths,
Lyres,
Maurizio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Section 25,
Fat Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boredoms,
Sarah Menescal,
David Axelrod,
the Swans,
Albert Ayler,
Marine Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
Jacob Miller,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Carl Craig,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crooked Eye,
Gichy Dan,
Chris Corsano,
Patti Smith,
Bill Wells,
Minutemen,
The Index,
Gabor Szabo,
Popol Vuh,
EPMD,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.