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 Angola and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Crime to the disco 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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Los Fastidios,
Von Mondo,
Piero Umiliani,
Supertramp,
Wings,
Technova,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Morten Harket,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pylon,
Slave,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Count Five,
Anakelly,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lucky Dragons,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Freddie Wadling,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blake Baxter,
Alison Limerick,
Moss Icon,
Icehouse,
The Skatalites,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gichy Dan,
June Days,
The Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Pagans,
Zero Boys,
Stereo Dub,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Normal,
Vladislav Delay,
Eve St. Jones,
Kerri Chandler,
Altered Images,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Grey Daturas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Procol Harum,
The Black Dice,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flash Fearless,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.