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 Ireland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Moebius to the rock 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Pylon,
Black Moon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ohio Players,
Agitation Free,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Christie,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Depeche Mode,
Rotary Connection,
The Litter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Wyatt,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker,
Ludus,
Angry Samoans,
Audionom,
Severed Heads,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Young Marble Giants,
DJ Style,
Inner City,
The Detroit Cobras,
Wally Richardson,
Juan Atkins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Big Daddy Kane,
Loose Ends,
Cymande,
Idris Muhammad,
ABBA,
Brick,
Khruangbin,
The Wake,
Bootsy Collins,
Shoche,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drexciya,
H. Thieme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camberwell Now,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Groovy Waters,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Techniques,
The Standells,
Slick Rick,
Funkadelic,
Crooked Eye,
Lower 48,
Black Sheep,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jerry's Kids,
Colin Newman,
Kenny Larkin,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.