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 Chad and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Saccharine Trust to the dance 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Alphaville,
Girls At Our Best!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Pop Group,
Big Daddy Kane,
LL Cool J,
Sun Ra,
Delta 5,
Ronnie Foster,
MC5,
The Music Machine,
Roxy Music,
This Heat,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ohio Players,
The Electric Prunes,
Underground Resistance,
Cymande,
Zero Boys,
Yazoo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thee Headcoats,
Lower 48,
Guru Guru,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobbi Humphrey,
U.S. Maple,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Foxx,
Symarip,
Terry Callier,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sexual Harrassment,
Unrelated Segments,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zapp,
Roger Hodgson,
Hashim,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Arthur Verocai,
KRS-One,
Joe Finger,
Steve Hackett,
Minor Threat,
Stereo Dub,
Donald Byrd,
Boogie Down Productions,
Niagra,
Danielle Patucci,
Rekid,
Hardrive,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Cramps,
The Searchers,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.