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 Mali and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Gang of Four to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Laurel Aitken,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Procol Harum,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alison Limerick,
Shuggie Otis,
Janne Schatter,
Joe Finger,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
Skriet,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ituana,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wire,
Patti Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Skaos,
the Human League,
Dave Gahan,
Sun Ra,
Organ,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jerry's Kids,
Aloha Tigers,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Shoche,
Amon Düül,
Eric Dolphy,
Stetsasonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Monolake,
Cameo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Toasters,
Swans,
Accadde A,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Cowsills,
Drexciya,
The Moleskins,
Deakin,
Sonny Sharrock,
Be Bop Deluxe,
These Immortal Souls,
Rod Modell,
Public Enemy,
Tim Buckley,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ronan,
Supertramp,
Main Source,
Young Marble Giants,
Zapp,
Piero Umiliani,
Parry Music,
Derrick May,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.