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 Egypt and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Neil Young to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Essential Logic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scrapy,
La Düsseldorf,
Marmalade,
ABC,
The Associates,
Kerri Chandler,
Warsaw,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Gladiators,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Porter Ricks,
Loose Ends,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
FM Einheit,
Brick,
The Index,
Magazine,
Jerry's Kids,
Bang On A Can,
Guru Guru,
New Order,
Excepter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wally Richardson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
T. Rex,
Josef K,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Depeche Mode,
The Gories,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rotary Connection,
Ten City,
Sugar Minott,
June Days,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wings,
Lou Christie,
Sixth Finger,
Gong,
Cal Tjader,
H. Thieme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Zapp,
Animal Collective,
The Walker Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
The Raincoats,
Yusef Lateef,
Quantec,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heaven 17,
Cymande,
Procol Harum,
Ituana,
Lalann,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.