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 New Zealand and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron 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 oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skarface,
Pulsallama,
Arcadia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blake Baxter,
Circle Jerks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dual Sessions,
The Zeros,
Joe Smooth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
June Days,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Graham Central Station,
Average White Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Massinfluence,
The Blues Magoos,
Tim Buckley,
Erykah Badu,
Aaron Thompson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Little Man,
Dead Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Terry Callier,
the Association,
Index,
The Flesh Eaters,
Gichy Dan,
Qualms,
Wire,
Ohio Players,
Juan Atkins,
X-101,
Andrew Hill,
Chrome,
Cluster,
Iggy Pop,
Funky Four + One,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Blackbyrds,
Ornette Coleman,
Inner City,
Nico,
The Neon Judgement,
Jerry's Kids,
Sam Rivers,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bill Near,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soulsonic Force,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.