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 Guatemala and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Radiopuhelimet to the techno 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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
The Knickerbockers,
Marine Girls,
Jandek,
The Standells,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ultravox,
Anthony Braxton,
Davy DMX,
Bobby Byrd,
Barclay James Harvest,
Terry Callier,
Rites of Spring,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eurythmics,
UT,
Terrestrial Tones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Victims,
Pere Ubu,
D'Angelo,
Joe Finger,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
Howard Jones,
Morten Harket,
Visage,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Banda Bassotti,
Bizarre Inc.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Swans,
Khruangbin,
Josef K,
Matthew Halsall,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dave Gahan,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tomorrow,
The Saints,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Q and Not U,
Minnie Riperton,
The Stooges,
The Litter,
ABC,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Panda Bear,
Rufus Thomas,
Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
CMW,
Wasted Youth,
Glenn Branca,
Hashim,
David McCallum,
David Axelrod,
The Busters,
The Zeros,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.