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 Paraguay and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe 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 Josef K to the techno 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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 Fuzztones,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Sneak,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Public Image Ltd.,
T. Rex,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lower 48,
Dennis Brown,
Deadbeat,
John Holt,
In Retrospect,
June Days,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Alphaville,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Litter,
DJ Style,
X-Ray Spex,
Pulsallama,
Janne Schatter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oneida,
Fatback Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
LL Cool J,
The Vogues,
Dual Sessions,
Skriet,
Minutemen,
Blake Baxter,
Organ,
U.S. Maple,
Reagan Youth,
Basic Channel,
The Cure,
Ice-T,
The Electric Prunes,
Patti Smith,
Bill Near,
Goldenarms,
D'Angelo,
Jacob Miller,
Essential Logic,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Foxx,
John Coltrane,
Rotary Connection,
Smog,
The Star Department,
Unwound,
Make Up,
Spandau Ballet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mission of Burma,
The Associates,
Fluxion,
The Doors,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.