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 Philippines and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rosa Yemen to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Wire,
Massinfluence,
Magazine,
Mark Hollis,
Supertramp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fugs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Buzzcocks,
Skaos,
Thee Headcoats,
June of 44,
Lalann,
David McCallum,
Pagans,
Bootsy Collins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Audionom,
Kurtis Blow,
K-Klass,
Underground Resistance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pylon,
Infiniti,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Khruangbin,
Jacques Brel,
Sam Rivers,
Quando Quango,
Cecil Taylor,
David Axelrod,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Essential Logic,
R.M.O.,
Rotary Connection,
New York Dolls,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stiv Bators,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Sneak,
Aswad,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hasil Adkins,
Idris Muhammad,
Don Cherry,
The Seeds,
Radio Birdman,
T.S.O.L.,
Prince Buster,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sister Nancy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Harmonia,
Faust,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bobby Byrd,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.