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 France and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bang On A Can to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
The Slackers,
Ice-T,
The Blackbyrds,
Young Marble Giants,
Whodini,
Zapp,
Grauzone,
Leonard Cohen,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scrapy,
Sight & Sound,
The Martian,
Peter and Kerry,
Procol Harum,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Harpers Bizarre,
KRS-One,
Lucky Dragons,
JFA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
One Last Wish,
Main Source,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Grass Roots,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sexual Harrassment,
Arab on Radar,
R.M.O.,
Rod Modell,
The Cure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Black Moon,
Talk Talk,
Moby Grape,
Average White Band,
Masters at Work,
Mary Jane Girls,
Echospace,
The Fall,
Oneida,
Groovy Waters,
The Zeros,
Pole,
Saccharine Trust,
CMW,
The Mojo Men,
The Move,
The Mummies,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lower 48,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Infiniti,
Matthew Halsall,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.